Old Mary Had An Evil Eye Poem by Juan Olivarez

Old Mary Had An Evil Eye



Old Mary had an evil eye,
She could look at someone,
And they would die.
Don't ask me why,
I think she'd do it just for fun.

People crossed streets to flee,
And not meet her face to face.
They didn't want Old Mary to see,
Sometimes they'd hide behind a tree,
Downtown looked like a ten k race.

One day Mary went to comb her hair,
Because it looked a mess.
And though it had almost no care,
More like a tangled rabbit snare,
She loved it so I must confess.

Well she combed it out so very nice,
It sparkled of gold with a little red.
She combed out all her wedding rice,
And ten or twenty full grown lice,
Her eye did smile, And she dropped dead.

3/23/13 Alton Texas

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Smoky Hoss 26 March 2013

oh, good one! nice ending!

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