Naive Poem by Phil Ward

Phil Ward

Phil Ward

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Naive



When I was young and quite naive,
What grown-ups said I did believe,
My Uncle told me of his pet,
The one he got, I hadn't met,
It was a monkey young and shy,
And hid from people passing by,
It had been seen a fleeting glance,
Can I see it any chance?
You can see it clear as day,
Look in the mirror he would say.

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Phil Ward

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