Monday, December 26, 2016

A Poem to Mystery
(whoever is that)



Mister Wordsworth writ a poem

to impress I no not who'm

but I know not who'm

has lately read a finer poem.



He told how he can no longer see

what he once saw when he was three.

In another he wrote it that

a child is father

to every grown-up cat.


There's a mystery within that!



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