Cowlick Billy In The City Poem by Donal Mahoney

Cowlick Billy In The City



Cowlick Billy
always goes

up the alley
down the street

sniffing things
on hamster feet.

No one knows
why Billy goes

up the alley
down the street.

Comments Billy
I’m not silly

things are sour
things are sweet

up the alley
down the street.

Monday, May 26, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: youth
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