Brown Boy Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Brown Boy



Brown boy rushing in and out all day
and singing that song, I love to play.
When I'm faced with what you say,
Tease him not, lest he miss me,
and Sara never came to run there away.
Leave me/my world or come out and play,
And when I stop blushing you kiss me,
it is then, that I know, why I miss you.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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