Mike Morris Poems

If, by chance, I wrote an ode
That made good people smile
I'd change my metre, change my rhyme,
Completely change my style.
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I saw a deflated Santa
drooping from a roof.
Maybe a robin pecked him
but I think, to tell the truth,
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I can't stop myself from looking
.At every face that passes
Why is he here? And that young girl?
And that lady in the glasses?
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