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My life is over!
My brain is gone!
We left it too late!
Its gone on too long!
I can’t find a reason.
Forget the rhyme.
We must find the answer.
I mean it this time.
No, you are closer.
Yes, you’re better than me.
You must get down the frisbee
That is now up in the tree.
I know I threw it,
And a bad throw it was,
But you have to get it
And the reason is because:
Because you’re much closer
And so much better than me.
No, I’m not scared
Why should I be?
Just because it’s UP THERE!
Just because it’s SO HIGH!
No, it’s just some dust.
No, I’m not gonna cry.
Come on, please, Daddy!
Oh, please, please, please!
If you go get it
I’ll eat all my peas.
I’ll do all my homework
And get only A’s.
Wait! The wind is blowing.
Oh, happy days!
It blew down the frisbee.
So, lets try another toss.
No, I know how to throw.
Alright, you’re the boss.

No, you are closer.
Yes, you’re better than me.
But, you have to get the frisbee
That you threw up the tree.

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About Kitt

Sometimes a rhyme or couplet wanders across my consciousness. So, I share it. Other times I'm a hospice social worker; others, a Dad; others, southerner, New Orleanian, cajun enthusiast, voter, and on better days, a not-too-awful-poet/rhymster. Welcome to my page. Enjoy.

Posted on May 30, 2012, in Poem. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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