Saturday, March 09, 2013

Three junior poems

I'm calling these "junior poems" because I wrote them as a junior in high school in 1975. I've kept them all these years, and thought I would pass them along on the blog.

Toil is tedious,

Flavored with fun.
Fun is frivolous
Work well done.
The boat rotted
as it waited
to be boarded.
The world is wondering
what will be done.
Our wisdom's wandering
down in the dung.

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