A Poem by Henry Gibson
Sep. 16th, 2009 08:38 pmA Poem, by Henry Gibson:
Jesus picked a flower one day,
My nephew Mel another -
well, not my nephew really:
more my uncle's niece's brother
Thank you.
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A poem for Henry Gibson:
I used to love your clever poems;
And wrote, myself, but was just a dabbler -
I really never understood
How you could write Hedda Gabbler.
Rest inpiece
Jesus picked a flower one day,
My nephew Mel another -
well, not my nephew really:
more my uncle's niece's brother
Thank you.
*****
A poem for Henry Gibson:
I used to love your clever poems;
And wrote, myself, but was just a dabbler -
I really never understood
How you could write Hedda Gabbler.
Rest inpiece