Jones
I am Jones.
And I write poems.
I work in my garden.
And sail my boat.
On the waters of the moat.
Windmills all around.
And canals too.
Ideal place for me and you.
Yes I'm getting on, and old.
Don't do what I am told.
I play cards and chess.
Can you guess? I cheat to win.
It's not a sin.
If done with a grin.
I am the friend of every one.
I have lived here so long.
When I go. I hope they say.
Goodbye to the English man.
Copyright © Norman Purvis | Year Posted 2006
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