This little green guy,
I found him on the sheet;
Looking as he didnt care
That he was on my turf.
With eyes as such
He could as well be a Martian
But the air of innocence that he wore
said "I'm in my own home!"
Then just as sudden
He jumped up high
And disappeared in thin air
In quest for a new room.
Such a sweet life
Has this green vagabond
Wherever he goes,
He makes it his own.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
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