Sunday, July 26, 2015

Simple Sunday-Eeeee





A rock in a tree
how can it be?
My eyes that see
playing tricks on me?
As I stand like a tee
feel green as...a pea?
I hear the buzz of a bee
no wait, one, two, three?
Seeming happy with glee
are these bugs on a spree?
I must suddenly pee
Was it from drinking that tea?
Nope, it's the stingers, oh gee!
Will I ever be free?
Searching, I drop to a knee
Where is that car key?
I find it and flee
am I in the Grand Prix?
The Officer, a he
 " You ready for a fee?"
Voice small as a flea
I squeak out a "Oui?"


CCB
7/10/15

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