HE HAD A BIT OF PAPER

I met this man , we got to talking ,

Of the blue he asked me ,

''Are you mad are you insane? '

'' Why do you ask me? ''

From his inside pocket he pradusted ,

A pease of paper,

He handed it to me

''Read it please '' , he asked of me ,

I read it silently ,

When I finished ,

He spoke : '' you see it says I am quite sane ,

Not at all mad '' ,

'' You have no such prove , have you're?'' ,

'' No'' , was all I could say.


The Dyslexic Poet

Ken D Williams




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Written on 2010-04-05 at 19:47

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