Thursday, July 12, 2007

Hughes Mearns

Yesterday upon the stair
I met a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today
Oh how I wish he'd go away.

2 comments:

prez said...

When I came home last night at three
The man was waiting there for me
But when I looked around the hall
I couldn't see him there at all!
Go away, go away, don't you come back any more!
Go away, go away, and please don't slam the door... (slam!)

McNastabator said...

Wouldn't you know that later at four
I was the man at your closed door.
"Let me in you little twit.
Let me in I just won't quit!"
Alas, you would not let me in.
Gasp, not even by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin.
So away I walked, but not alone.
Away I walked, with my hooker: Simone.