Poems of Lighthouse Bob
The Walrus Poem #468
The Walrus Poem I think myself a walrus! Do you suppose that's odd? I mean, um, considering that I was made to represent my God? I think myself a walrus, the kind that's in the zoo, the one that, when you're looking in, he's looking back at you! I like his little mustache; You know, I've got one too! Right? I think myself a walrus when pictures people take … Oh, yeah, I'm definitely walrus and this is no mistake! My parents are not walrus; It's something I picked up … I believe that I've been one of them since I was just a pup. I asked a toothless wombat once and he just answered, "yup!" Riiiiiight … I'm probably not walrus, but, still, it's in my head, and, you know, it's really sad we pick up on what's been said. (Sorry, toothless wombat!) I think myself a walrus! Do you suppose that's odd? I mean, um, considering that I was made to represent my God! God bless, Lighthouse Bob |
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The Walrus Poem #468
The Walrus Poem #468
