To sneak into a baby’s coffin
And sleep there…
Then when the family starts crying
And getting all sappy
I’d jump out and say
Look!
I’m not dead! I’m all grown up now!
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
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Poems by John Morse
1 comment:
Johny Boy, I may have to steal some of your stuff. You are mighty funny, yes sir.
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