Lunchbox Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Lunchbox



I used to work down by the docks
we dug and graded sand and rocks,
One day I found inside my box
no sandwich but a pair of socks.
And from that day attached two locks
and called my lunchbox lunchbox Knox.

Friday, January 6, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: work
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