Dumpleweed.
I am the King of DumpleweedA Dumple king am I
With all my little Dumplings
Who are a little shy
We live a life of happiness
Full of fun and filled with glee
Upon a dump in nowhere land
Where others cannot see
For what to you is all but trash
To us is treasure trove
The sweetest smell in all the world
And not unlike a rose
So next time you go down the dump
Be careful where you stand
For though you cannot see us
You may be standing on my hand.
Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2007-07-21 at 05:27
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