Monday, November 17, 2008

“OWN”

“OWN”

I was dressed in a taffeta gown
On my head I wore a crown
The final touches were a shade of brown.

When the bells pealed, I ran down
I slipped in haste and developed a frown
And was taken to a doctor out of town.

I wanted to see myself drown
Or to be turned into a clown.

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