August 14, 1979 10:15 p.m. Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri


A Simple Little Rhyme

Come into my world, my friend.
It can't be all that bad
I know I dream of times gone sour
And friends I wished I'd had

Give of yourself, I'll give of me
Let's spend a little time
I can't give up, tho' they want me to try
And something must make me rhyme.

I'll cry a little, and a little more
And I'll teach the world to cry
Let's all sit down and wonder with awe
About the fate that shall lead us to die.


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