The Four Amigo's Poem by Robert Edgar Burns

The Four Amigo's



Look at the four Amigo’s, Staring at us from the past.
Things were done in black and white, And color film just didn’t last!

A two, three, four and five year old. What innocent creatures we!
Two little girls with dresses on, Boys had bow ties naturally!
Teri was the smallest child, And boy she was a cutie.
Debbie was second in line, And she was a little beauty.

Danny was adorable as, The youngest son was he.
Then there was the oldest one, For heaven’s sake that one is me!
All of us had brown eyes, Except the ones whose eyes are blue”
Divided up then equally, That would be two by two.

My family calls me Robby, They have now since my birth.
But I don’t care to be called that name, Anywhere else on Earth.
We never were a tough gang. But we knew just what to do.
If you wanted to hurt us, We would run away from you!

Except me. I was Superman, Spiderman,
Mighty Mouse, Batman, Popeye, and The
Lone Ranger, all rolled up into one.

My how my mind wanders When I’m thinking of the past.
But this pic of four Amigo’s, Is one I want to last!
Four little siblings, close to rounding sixty now,
Visiting our memories, and not forgetting how!

“ALVIN! ” “O.K. DAVE! ” “SKIPPER? ” “SHUT UP GILLIGAN! ”
“DANGER WILL ROBINSON! ” “BULLWINKLE LOVES NATASHA! ”
A Horse Is A Horse Of Course Of Course! Oops! Told you my mind wanders!

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