The Rag Man
I am afaid of the rag ma
He is mean and ugly with coal dust eyes
His mare is riddled with fleas and flies
I will not show him my fear
I am to strong for him
while others run I stand and stare
rag man, rag man go away
never to return
your not welcome, youre not wanted
You are the substance of nightmares
Copyright © Mary Jane Lee | Year Posted 2008
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