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little yam

merry had a little yam,

its flesh yellow like snow,

and everywhere that merry went,

 

the yam was sure to go.

 

it followed her to school …

one way;

that was against the rule.

 

it made the children laugh

and play

to see a yam at school

 

that merry ate for lunch

one day.

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dbaker

dbaker

18 years 10 months ago

your Piece

It's nice to come across your work. I have yet to come across one of your poems that didn't make me smile, or think that was a clever way of putting that. Thanks for posting. -DSB