Silly Simon
Silly Simon loves me
So I adjust
As he claims his feline place
Across my outstretched typing arms
Such an inconvenience to him
That I must continuously write
Of my thoughts and impressions
In the night
When he prefers to sleep
Coiled in these arms he feels
Are his
© 2006 suezqt7
dormanted commented on Silly Simon
06-19-2009
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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