Ball Talk
Once a year, we are out of that box
and it's always the same, never stops,
Old Shiny Red Al just talks and talks.
For a year, we snuggled our hook tops,
but, our old Al fakes memory blocks.
Rather than Christmas therapy swaps,
may I clang him in his glossy chops?
... CayCau
December 20, 2016
Copyright © Caycay Jennings | Year Posted 2016
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