What Do Fireflies Eat?

it's raining , it's pouring

the old man is snoring

it's I, it's me, I can see

I can hear, just me here

darn that old mirror

can't it sometimes lie

am getting tired awake

street light slat peeking

flying clown on the ceiling

lighting up his red nose

rudolph playing basketball

hey hands, meet my feet

am sleepy hungry

warm milk maybe, something

clown, what should I eat

what do fireflies eat
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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October 22, 2010 at 6:42 AM
mirrors don't lie nice expression , Lou
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