Sam Clemens had room to complain.
I'll givem that.
However,
lyin' in wait to confuse little boys,
that's cruel.
which is why I waited to say
I learned my meanderin' ways from Huck.
I never learnt a thing good fromnerabout that Sawyer kid.
I thought well o' Jim, and felt I knew
colors well, I knew
Uncle Tom well, when Jimmy *** portrayed him,
at the Ministrual Show
at the high school gym, where the Globetrotters play.
Mr. Clemens, had room to complain...
I can't say I know why nor how, but he lost
all he held dear,
he did,
after that some later
however,
he died in the presence of a loving daughter
who was first to read his dying words,
Give me my glasses, which he wrote while smiling.
That eased my boy's confusin', when I
made that smile worth a wait this long.
Wait'n'see.
(btw my grandma was born mar 6 1910. It comes up on a test)
Mar 8, 2019
Mar 8, 2019 at 8:29 PM UTC
Sam Clemens had room to complain.
I'll givem that.
However,
lyin' in wait to confuse little boys,
that's cruel.
which is why I waited to say
I learned my meanderin' ways from Huck.
I never learnt a thing good fromnerabout that Sawyer kid.
I thought well o' Jim, and felt I knew
colors well, I knew
Uncle Tom well, when Jimmy *** portrayed him,
at the Ministrual Show
at the high school gym, where the Globetrotters play.
Mr. Clemens, had room to complain...
I can't say I know why nor how, but he lost
all he held dear,
he did,
after that some later
however,
he died in the presence of a loving daughter
who was first to read his dying words,
Give me my glasses, which he wrote while smiling.
That eased my boy's confusin', when I
made that smile worth a wait this long.
Wait'n'see.
(btw my grandma was born mar 6 1910. It comes up on a test)
I imagined this conversation with my grandson and, I meandered....
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