Stop Being Silly And Open The Door Poem by James McLain

Beaver canal was not for me.
I live on nothing but sweet memories.
Where can I go and what should I see?
Stop being silly and open the door!

How far can I get and who should I be?
My friend is the sink, my toilet and me.
Look luve the questions, I'd ask only of you.
Stop being silly and open the door!

Why couldn't I have been married to you.
Such foolish thoughts inside of my head.
Could I have once left you instead, so
stop being silly and open the door.