My Glasses

Olly Olly Oxen Free?

 

Nope, then perhaps

Marco Polo, Marco Polo?

 

Come out, Come out

wherever you are?

 

Ever had that happen, glasses running

away with the milkman?

 

Or was that someone else?

I hope they make beautiful dairy products

together!

 

Now, where were those darn glasses?

probably making a spectacle of themselves…..

 

 

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Author: notthedane56

My imagination has been a bit sticky lately. Kind of like the floor at the movies, with soda pop being spilled about, while the kids are spitting popcorn at each other. God how I miss the good old days, when I could remember, what that really meant!

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