Ma
…………………..MA
“what?”
There is a hole in my shoe
Right above the little finger
It could have been alright but
incidentally
my miniature got a cut yesterday
when was sitting on the swing and singing ’sway’
was it the song or my oscillating motion
which brings me down now to apply that stinking Vedic lotion
it could have been alright but
only if
the thing was shut
the leather enveloped my lovely someday
and stopped the chill of breeze from its ears
which hurts now ………………..a lot
I wonder…this might make it blot
it would turn from red to blue
Oh my
Then will it rot
…..become invisible next
And remain just as a spot
That can be just alright
if it does not pain
Does not re-originate in the grubby rain
And then the rabble will through cracks appear
Maggoty unclear
All swell and smear
Again clot, blot and then rot
To maybe finally disappear
That can be just alright but
Mom, ……………….if I could change it
"Change what, the finger or the shoe”
Hey, the finger’s mine
“So is the shoe”
Ya………. and I liked the shoe more than the finger
(But you used to call it your lovely “someday”
(unheard))
bbuuut…………………now it has a hole
only if you could change IT each time it got discerned
that is just alright
only that it pains and swoons
only that it finks and squeals
only that its gonna rot and disappear
that can be just alright
but good if I could have it fixed
or if you could get me a new pair
and the winky would no more be jinxed
only if
you know……………………….
“Stop cribbing kiddo, I will bandage”
29th march 2006
…………………..MA
“what?”
There is a hole in my shoe
Right above the little finger
It could have been alright but
incidentally
my miniature got a cut yesterday
when was sitting on the swing and singing ’sway’
was it the song or my oscillating motion
which brings me down now to apply that stinking Vedic lotion
it could have been alright but
only if
the thing was shut
the leather enveloped my lovely someday
and stopped the chill of breeze from its ears
which hurts now ………………..a lot
I wonder…this might make it blot
it would turn from red to blue
Oh my
Then will it rot
…..become invisible next
And remain just as a spot
That can be just alright
if it does not pain
Does not re-originate in the grubby rain
And then the rabble will through cracks appear
Maggoty unclear
All swell and smear
Again clot, blot and then rot
To maybe finally disappear
That can be just alright but
Mom, ……………….if I could change it
"Change what, the finger or the shoe”
Hey, the finger’s mine
“So is the shoe”
Ya………. and I liked the shoe more than the finger
(But you used to call it your lovely “someday”
(unheard))
bbuuut…………………now it has a hole
only if you could change IT each time it got discerned
that is just alright
only that it pains and swoons
only that it finks and squeals
only that its gonna rot and disappear
that can be just alright
but good if I could have it fixed
or if you could get me a new pair
and the winky would no more be jinxed
only if
you know……………………….
“Stop cribbing kiddo, I will bandage”
29th march 2006
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