Big sister

I crawled in a box that had a hole
And now I don't know where to go
It just looked simply so inviting
I couldn't help myself from hiding

My older sister was chasing me
Trying to dress me up like a bee
I don't want to be a bee you see
Just let me be me is what I plea

So now I sit her hiding away
Alone with my thoughts for all the day
But this is just what I want to do
Of course I'm plotting my revenge too. :)

1 comments:

Nandu said...

Good One! :)

Best Regards,
Nandu

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.