[Fox_Child]: 439.My Poetry.Floorla
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And I have seen many things
In my corner of the room
As the walls awfully sing
Like most people seem to think
For if they had those ears, they say
The walls would never sing!
And nose and eyes and tongue
I hear and smell and taste and see
Oh sometime I do pity me!
I suffer silently under you
Boy you are a messy one!
I’m ashamed, why aren’t you?
And when I do not work
You scream and yell, oh what a fuss!
I think your neighbors heard!
Or my chain won’t seem to work
Be thankful that I’m here at all
For don’t you fear the dark?
Watch me blow a bulb!