I see a bird in the sky
The pretty bird flies so very high
I watch the clouds go by
And I sigh
I have seen this all before
Last night when I walked through my door
It hurt to the core
And I was sore
No more
I used to watch a lot of tv
When I used to be so free
When it was just me
Now there is he
He doesn’t like tv
I want to dance
And take a trip
I want to eat ice cream
And watch it drip
I know this poem really bites
But I had to laugh tonight
Hope you got a kick as well
Please don’t give me too much hell
2007-02-13
18:57:21
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