Was On Front Page

Was On Front Page Proof of pudding in my poems can you find? Or did you forget by leaving your brain behind And you decided to plant many flowers instead Hoping all of them are pretty in their each bed. So to write poems you say you have no desire What is it really that I should do to inspire? Reminding your terrific wife becoming is quite And you yourself sure are such a handsome site. Try writing poem about how much you love her Or with you what all she has must have to endure Reason she married you no one will ever know And how much you let finger and toenails grow. Next door naughty neighbor you like to raze About lovely flowers and great flowers he has And being that he always is so nice and polite Plants flowers in front of your house every night. Now so much better than his yours now looks Even in each cranny with all of the crooks Has become not only newest but biggest rage Picture of it is on Brunswick Beacon's front page. James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran, Editor All of this is somewhat partially true from what I understand.