October is the wettest month,
Raining on all I hold dear-
The heart in my shoes
The principals in my tie
The soul in my hat.
I have seen several cases
Of Autumn-monoxide poisoning.
Its sufferers cry a lot.
October is the wettest month.
©Charlie F. Kane
10/11/08
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That monoxide won't stop growing either.