Where the cherry tree grows
In the green backdoors
Of the sandwich party's hostess.
Bright aeroplane lights
Chase the doggies' tails
Whose bow ties are the mostest.
The cat in the curtain
Hides away, hides away
While the skylights rain and pour,
And the records smile
And the doorbells chime
Where the painters paint us closest.
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Poems for Peculiar Children
PoetryThis is a second anthology of my more whimsical and curious poems. They aren't so much for children, though anyone can read them!
