ADVERSE VERSE
The view from that hill was lovely
With the sun all red in the west.
I sat and wrote pretty verses
That set me apart from the rest.
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Then came a pesky mosquito
And around my head she did buzz.
She wasn’t impressed with my verses
She called me her cuzzen, cuzz, cuzz.
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While swatting at my attacker
My balance I lost and I fell
I rolled to the fence at the bottom.
It’s barbed wire, the finest they sell.
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My verses now seem so pointless.
That’s more that I’ll say for this fence.
If I ever get off this barbed wire,
Less verse and more common sense.
Nolen Harsh, Enid
