Old MisterA Poem by CalypsoThere was a man who
never brushed his teeth. And
had a child with
the of Heath He
had a living of
making bricks Then
went home to
his cake mix. There
came a time when
his dog was
let out to pee and
he fell in a bog Hid
house burned down because
his old cat swatted
at a lit candle. now
he lives with the bats His
neighbor came to his house for
a cup of sugar and
it turned out to be
the thief Paul Rueger And
he lost everything he’d
over owned, except
a phone and telemarketers have
been calling his home. The
O’ Mister waited
for his life to unfurl and
despite his wife running away he
still loved the world © 2011 Calypso |
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Added on July 30, 2011 Last Updated on July 30, 2011 AuthorCalypsoWVAboutI'm a full time college student, part time worker. I'm two years away from my bsw! In my free time I read, write and sim. Check out my tumblr blogs some time. http://emmy-1127.tumblr.com/ more..Writing
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