1972
Poetry
by Michael F. Nyiri
"Fairyland and Your World Have People Like That"
Christopher Robin grew up and you cried And talk of new cities shattered your dreams - But there you were Writing letters and waiting for the phone call To come... And you said "Mike I can't help it," when I said you could But you really couldn't Because plastic bags hold no air When they're deflated But real people populated that other city - people who shouted I love you Mary And you said "Mike I can't help it," when I said you Didn't need that world... Plastic bags are inflated again and Little holes are punctured in the sides so you can breathe... Pooh on the hill waving goodbye And you did need that world And it turns out he needed you Too
copyright 2001-2004 by Michael F. Nyiri
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