Sharp Ears and Eyes Keen

Sharp Ears and Eyes Keen

Eugene right now Oregon he is in;
Was a turbulent teen wearing jean,
Never knowing what he may mean,
From this until the very next scene,
That surely had started out so serene;
Now we understand what he did mean;
Soup poet with sharp ears and eyes keen.

Jim Horn
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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