Mr Rogers

Mr Rogers 
Mr Rogers 
 
 
He walked normal he seemed a natural man but his voice was used he had that 
way about him a different way of talking mabe because he was on that camera or 
just because he was speaking to the children but all the people that eye knoe 
that was on the street not living in the snow they made so much fun of him they 
called him GAY.  Secretly eye liked the show and watched on PBS the thing was 
hard to understand He did some time travel thing on a train. 
Eye was blessed and transported to a distant land with the KING there and the 
women that came to visit and act. 
Wont yew be Wont yew be Wont yew be my neighbor. 
Wont ewe bee Wont ewe bee Wont ewe bee my neighbor. 
Thank you Rogers mister for a class act.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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