Trouble In Store (Nonsense Poem) Poem by David Harris

Trouble In Store (Nonsense Poem)



If the worm turns
with a tiger’s growl
and a lion’s roar,
you know there is
trouble in store.

The muscle man on the beach
will lose out to
the weakling
who is standing over there.

The world goes topsy-turvy
opposites begin to attract
and no one will know
who they really are.

If the worm turns
with a tiger’s growl
and a lion’s roar,
you know there is
trouble in store.


15 March 2011

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