Pumpkins

Pumpkins

A Poem by Shin ( formerly known as ) Bidayah

 

 

 

 

I saw an old man in the cafe today,

Whose pants had split at the back,

He didn't know it and was quite free,

To bend over and pick up his fallen pen,

The cafe customers gasped at the sudden.

I went over and told him about it, then,

But he just said, ' don't order the pumpkin pie.'

 

 

 

© 2012 Shin ( formerly known as ) Bidayah


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Shin ( formerly known as ) Bidayah
Shin ( formerly known as ) Bidayah

Rome, Italy



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