Mathew
Curly, brown hair and glasses on
Came upon Mathews good hum
Barely had leed, never had greed,
Thus little legs replace broken pegs
Both of his ears can hear coming spears,
Whereas he never went away from my really
Brilliant day
Continued to draw and paste, when he acted
With real haste
I never dared to plea, cause I see beneath
Me, Mathews great presence made everlasting
Sense
Copyright © Nevis Devulyte | Year Posted 2015
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