Don Johnson Poet Ballad

Infantile Me

Robert Petit,

sounds great mate,
used 2 be a bouncer once,
but that was back awhile,
wake up with some tartly tart,
to escape with half a  smile.

Poe was  he the raven guy,
 with the bust of pallas, 
who nevermore was unsure,
struck oil down there in Dallas ....

yes im being infantile?

Don

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Anne-Lise Andresen January 17, 2012 at 3:29 PM Bravo,Don ....Anne-Lise

Russell Sivey January 17, 2012 at 1:31 PM This is a fine write my friend! Caring to the end! You know Poe, that depends! Our brains must now mend! Thanks for a lovely write!! Awesome Work!! Don Johnson January 17, 2012 at 4:07 PM what did the raven say, nevermore edgar allan poe was the for sure

David Williams January 17, 2012 at 7:38 AM Don get the stetson out mate..David

Lizzie Treetop January 17, 2012 at 3:43 AM You do like a challenge don't you young Don...ride forth mate! Don Johnson January 17, 2012 at 3:56 AM don quixotic i be...