THE NEVERS
Why do the never-be's never,Come knocking at my door.
I've seen the nevertheless,
They really seemed a bore.
With suitcases in hand,
Waiting to go to Neverland.
To such a place
As the never-beens,
have never been before.
The never-haves never have,
So have the never-seen.
It was quite a shock,
When the rocking chair
Rocked, As never-before
Joined in, So did nevermore.
Nevermind never minded,
When asked.
To mind the store.
As though he'd done it,
Several times before.
Even never-ever remembered,
To lock the door.
They all agreed to go
To Neverland, To follow
Second star on the right.
To get there traveling,
In the never-ending
moonlight.
However did they pay,
Did they get there ever.
Not sure when they paid,
On the Never-never.
The never-dids,
Said they never did.
But they were,
Never ever sure.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2022-01-22 at 12:35
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