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Angels Of Three

I walk into the family room
It appears as if a cyclone hit
As I turn to meet their gaze
I query.....now who did it

With halos shining bright above
I interrogate angels of three
Each angel now replies in kind
Oh mommy! it was not me

A misplaced sock upon the floor
Toys as far as the eye can see
Throw pillows in a suspicious pile
Such a busy chap is little not me

A doll sitting there drinking her tea
Mr Bear, of course, did tag along
With angels of three so innocently
Bursting in laughter like a song

So if not me was the one true cause
Of all of this devastation
Then I tell you this my angels of three
You are guilty by association

~THE FLOWING PEN~
6-28-04















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