By Means of Trap and Graft by Tracy EllenHere and there you find a few squares
Without one single tale to tell
What to do with such boars and bears?
Their chattering a monotone wail.
Around the corner lives Mr. Horner
His stories frighten and honor
He is not lifes fruitless mourner
But a wily and lively coner
Down the street walks olPete
Hell make you laugh til you cry
Never hesitate to take a seat
And hear about lifes absurd lie
Across town works Mrs. Brown
Shell teach with art and craft
How to avoid being beaten down
By means of trap and graft
Everywhere you look you can surely find
People whose sordid stories bring to mind
The fact that living is dangerous and tricky
So tell those squares not to be so picky!
07/19/2007 Posted on 07/19/2007 Copyright © 2024 Tracy Ellen
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