The Flat Earth Poem
I’m waiting for that moment
When day and night they meet
To see just where the sun goes
Beneath the sea so deep
It really isn’t very far
As you will plainly see
Just over the horizon
And out of sight from me
One day I think I’ll chase it
To take it by surprise
Then find out where the edge is
And I will be so wise
For they say the earth is rounded
But really it is flat
Why else would things just disappear?
Over there like that
They think I am so stupid
But one day they will see
That the earths as flat as a pancake
I Know cos I’m A Tree
The Garden Invader
There’s a squirrel in my garden
And its eating all my nuts
Hanging from the feeder
In a way that I don’t trust
The pigeons in their numbers
Simply stand and stare
And watch their morning breakfast
Vanish in thin air
That bushy tailed invader
Really does not care
For it just keeps right on eating
All the nuts that’s hanging there
It’s acrobatic endeavor seems to be a feat
That mesmerizes pigeons as they waddle with empty beaks
A cat in stalking presence looks on as if beguiled
While watching that hanging squirrel
That seems to swing in style
At last it notes my presence
And makes for it’s escape
With a belly full of peanuts
That no one said it could take.
Thought to Ponder – Of a good leader, when his work is done the people will say. We did this ourselves – Laozi
Music on You Tube – Tom T Hall – May The Force Be With You Always
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