Lawrence S. Pertillar
That Horse You Named Clarence Has Died - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
There are those who are handed definitions,
To relate to as a designation.
And there are those who create definitions,
That describe the times that move forward with change.
Those who make attempts to keep things remaining the same,
Will always find their standards kept...
To use as proper etiquette,
Outdated and sought to replace on someone's menu.
Especially those needing a crash course,
In updating slow minds.
And there 'is' one that just may do the job!
One that is ideal to leave old thoughts behind.
Those Wheels Don't Roll On Cobblestone Anymore;
And That Horse You Named Clarence Has Died.
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