I Let One Beetle Pass Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

I Let One Beetle Pass



Whom saw with furried eyes.
That hurried back and forth.
One often does.
They looked like tightened Beads, of thread.
And heard it deep in thought.
He moved his furry velvet head.
Each movment much to quick.


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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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