Graduate Kid
Graduate Kid
Nature’s invidious corn
With school, Genius is born!
With crayons of every colour
The World may lose dolour!
Like determined drudges
With gusto he smudges;
On my car, my painted wall
My Credit cards and my all!
***Dedicated to my Grade 1 Son; Elisha, whose crayons leave no walls unturned!
JM
9th February 2014
Copyright © Joseph Matose | Year Posted 2014
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