And just where is it beauty hides, and truth amid dishonesty? One never knows. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So this is the pen (the enclosure) for my most recent poems and poemoids. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 2009-04-20 -- Brian A. J. Salchert

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

ditty based on nursery rhyme

[ Note: The following ditty is not new, but I have revised it a touch; and, "Mary" could be any name. ] Goat Mary had a little goat. She used to grab it by the throat. But when the goat grew big and strong, Mary left the goat alone. And then one day the old goat died. Poor Mary, she was mystified. tg00019

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