Early Morn

Poem By francin wilbur

He never wants to go but is allways there
The boy gets up on sunday and goes from here to there
He sits there and he doddles when ever he is there
You think he dont see or hear the preacher as he stands up there
The boy does hear and see all that goes on up there
He is trying to convinse you that he dont belong there
But he fits right in and has some friends there
The boy dont want to be here but is allways there

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