Found Poetry
A neighbor's son is shouting this outside. It sounds lovely, like poetry:
I hear you, Mya
Mya, Mya
Come
Look at your
Roses
In the backyard
I hear you, Mya
Mya, Mya
Come
Look at your
Roses
In the backyard
posted by Jonathan at
4/26/2009 08:07:00 p.m.
2 Comments:
Jon...when was this done?
By
juldik, at 4/27/2009 4:00 p.m.
juldik - I was just outside yesterday when I heard the child shouting it.
By
Jonathan, at 4/27/2009 9:54 p.m.
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