My Cousin Bean
A giraffe’s tongue is the longest thing I’ve seen.
Longer than a sky scraper? Asks my cousin, Bean.
I grimace and pop my eyes, but refuse to reply.
He is always negative, I do not know why.
Bean tries to rile me up no matter what I say.
I do not worry about it, and walk away.
This irritates him, for he wants to get my goat.
He is so weird, will he one day go for my throat?
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
