were a toy

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2 more poems then i go to the den

Mom is doing laundry mine was yesterday's sin

The rhymer in my head has gotten tired

Send it to my blog then to your wire

I've always lived on water since i moved here

Moved to Florida it was near

Except for the pond with the field

It had the turtle i did yield

Do you remember that? I was talking big

My southern mouth i thought i'd bag

i thought i'd bag the biggest i thought i'd bag the 1st

Whoever was fishing with me they'd do the worst

Who was that? Now i forget

I was the first to catch the turtle was it

I went deep sea fishing with my church

On the way down the bait the fish searched

It bit it hard yanked my line

Time for me to start i hit my rhyme

I told you i would be 1st this Georgia boy

I played everybody like they were a toy

i love you,

michael"DEE"house