(limerick)the Crowded Sand Box Poem by WES Vogler

(limerick)the Crowded Sand Box

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From the prison he digs his way out
Comes up in a sand box to shout:
"I am free! I am free! "
And immediately...
"So what? I am foah." (with a pout)

(limerick)the Crowded Sand Box
Wednesday, October 31, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: fun,people
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
M Asim Nehal 01 November 2018

Coming from sand in a crowded place and rejoice....to go back to same boring / routine life.

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wes vogler 01 November 2018

Were he allergic to sand he would have to return one supposes

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Kelly Kurt 01 November 2018

Free and a half might have worked too.

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wes vogler 01 November 2018

good-oh never occurred to me go pat a puppy

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Kim Barney 31 October 2018

Another oldie but goodie. Don't stop now.

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wes vogler 01 November 2018

where am I gonna go?

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Kelly Kurt 31 October 2018

Few of us are 'free'. I hope you are.

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WES Vogler

WES Vogler

Vancouver BC Canada
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