Mr. SmooA Poem by Gypsy DreamerFun lyrical poem. (Smoo rhymes with to or you.) never know... lolHa! Ha! What ever happened to Mr. Smoo... with his big top hat and his dirty boots. Walked with a cane, his stature tall. A grunt and a smile he had for all. Yea, Yea, I remember him well... Polite and gentle as I could tell. All the kids loved him so... Follow him they would up and down the road. My, my before I left town... Autumn was upon the ground. Saw Mr. Smoo walking so slow... Had a feeling I would see him no more. No, no it's not a surprise... thinking back to realize... one of my biggest memories of then... was of Mr. Smoo, our big tall friend. © 2011 Gypsy DreamerReviews
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