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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Silly Poem

With Apologies to Joyce Kilmer

I think that I shall never see
A poem lively as a flea.

A flea whose hungry mouth is prest
Against my sweet dog's furry breast.

A flea that seeks out heat all day,
And hops with frin-ged limbs to play.

A flea that may all summer wear
A brood of eggs dropt everywhere.

Upon whose bosom fur has lain
Who intimately lives through drain.

Poems are made by fools like me.
But Nothing can jump like a flea.

Laura Kelly

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