Making My Mark
I've been exploring here
For almost three years now
Unlocking all it's secrets
Is something that I've vowed
The natives I've discovered
Are giants tall and strong
So I'm careful what I touch
For fear I might do something wrong
I really have to say
They always treat me right
They bring me food and drink
And make sure I'm safe at night
I have tried to learn their language
And I admit it drivers me Cuckoo
When they stare at me wide eyed
While chanting "Gaga Goo goo"
While being very patient
I try to gain their trust
But several time a day I fear
I feel I'm gonna bust
So, I climb the Temple steps
To the chamber at the top
Then I crawl up to the throne
And it's there I have to stop
With the giants on both sides
They seat me on the throne
I feel a bit unstable
So, they don't leave me alone
Now sitting here it comes to me
There was one thing left to do
To leave my mark and name this place
The land of Caca Poopoo
Copyright © Jerry T Curtis | Year Posted 2019
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