David The Maker

Itches should be scratched. The problem with poetry is that the person doing the itchin isnt the person doin the scratchin.

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Saturday, January 5, 2008

10. Memory

To the little girl
on the bus
sitting next to the old man.
The little girl
on the bus
smelling of crayons
sitting next to me.
Thank you.
Posted by Bookgleaner at 1:18 PM

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