On the Road to BimbombeyA Poem by HarrisA lot of strange things can happen on the road.
On the Road to Bimbombey
On the road to Bimbombey I met a man along the way One eye was blue and one was gray He reminded me of a cloudy day On the road to Bimbombey I saw a man with a white toupee He smiled at me with teeth of clay I got scared and I ran away On the road to Bimbombey The merchant’s wares are on display A nickle each for a fine parfait I bought a tart from a silver tray On the road to Bimbombey I saw some little girls at play They played tag and keep away Their motions made a fine ballet On the road to Bimbombey The sun was beating at midday I saw some piles of golden hay And that is where my head I lay When I awoke the sky was gray My hair and clothes in disarray I looked a sight that much I’ll say On the road to Bimbombey © 2011 Harris |
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1 Review Added on July 9, 2011 Last Updated on July 9, 2011 AuthorHarrisCharlottesville, VAAboutWriting away in Charlottesville. Two crime novels published so far, a dozen children's books and piles of short stories. more..Writing
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