New Hat Jonny Poem by John W. McEwers

New Hat Jonny



He don't talk much no more,
Not too much to say.
Got a limp in his leg and a sauce stain on his shirt and not a dime to pay.

Just strolls along with his eyes,
Looking left and right and besides.
Got a collar near his neck and two chairs on his deck and a new hat for Monday, Wedsnesday, and Fri.

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John W. McEwers

John W. McEwers

Nova Scotia, Halifax
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