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Let everything that hath breath praise the LORD. Praise ye the LORD!

Psalm 150:6

Thursday, October 3, 2013

Not A Clue

They all hold hands
The foursome all,
There is Summer
And Winter 
And Spring
And then Fall.

No! Wait a second,
That is not right, Not a thing!
Now I'm quite sure it's Winter 
then Summer then Fall
And then Spring.

Oh my! Now I'm afraid
I've forgotten what order they'er in!
My what a pickle!
I mean a cucumber.

I suppose all that is left to do 
is to sleep a good slumber.
I meant slumber a sleep.
Then I might just remember
The days of the week.

They were what they was.
I mean was what they were,
Now what was I saying?
I am not sure...

Now don't ask me the purpose 
of this poem, mind you,
for I cannot remember why
I wrote it...   Not a clue!

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