Wednesday, April 4, 2012

National Poetry Month

A skinny old neighbor named Jason
Used to suds out his duds in a basin
  A dock one day rolled
   Down that round little hole
And after it Jason did hasten.

It was so cold and damp in the plumbing
His fingers and toes started numbing
   He was so old and tired
    Jason finally expired
And since then the plumbings been humming!

Rosie Atkinson, April 4, 2012©

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