Thursday, July 8, 2010

Poems can rhyme, but they don't have to.

Wake up

Scratch head

Put baby back to bed

Lie down

Look around

Wonder what to do in this town

Kinda frown

Stand up

Sit down

Boredom strikes

Lady fights

See book out corner of eye

Listen to some of Satan’s lies

Open book

Get

back

some

of

what

Satan

took

Evil flees

Love needs

Some water for its thirsting mouth

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