Home, has come this weary traveler Journeys end and hearts joy Sleep I must, alas, endeavor For soon to visit, is a little boy Dragons, pirates, ducks and men who are super Well fill the hours with the occasional toy Or, sing of Old McDonald and his every creature Chickens, ducks, dogs, cats and snails we enjoy Their tell-tale sounds and singular nature We emulate, imitate and actions employ The lunar cannot move quick enough to the solar So that I may be with that little boy!
Posted on: Sat, 12 Apr 2014 02:33:30 +0000
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