Monday, October 18, 2010

Enemies: Mountains and Rivers

River, how did you not know
One of my pet peeves
Is when water's up my sleeves?
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2 comments:

  1. Grandma HoneyOctober 18, 2010 at 8:54 PM

    Because River does not care.
    He only lives for himself
    More than your sleeves would dare.

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  2. the Rich girlDecember 3, 2010 at 12:22 AM

    I think about this poem all the time.

    (Well, at least once a day when I get water up my sleeves.)

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