My Helper Poem by JOE POEWHIT

My Helper



There is my DAD to see.
Open hood, by the sea.
Hello DAD - let me look.
Funny spot - a part book.
Let me help with open hand.
Legs and arms a gentle band.
To the beach we must go.
MOM said, 'TELL DAD SLOW'.
She said into my ear,
' Wet my finger with his beer,
When hands are full,
TOUCH HIS NOSE, WET THE BULL'.

from my poem book DREAMS

Friday, December 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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from my poem book DREAMS
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JOE POEWHIT

JOE POEWHIT

New York City
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