On the Roof of the Brand New- Porsche
On the roof of the brand new "Porsche"
I let the children jump, but stood myself apart.
And so playful was the children's squash,
That I felt a greatest joy inside my heart!
In the nearest house people starting to berate,
The owner of the car began to swear and cry.
And I left sideways, before is not too late,
Because the children and the car were not mine!
Copyright © Alex Klugman | Year Posted 2017
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