I saw three men on the roof today
and there was another,
with a big beard and a bigger smile,
that oversaw a jerry-rigged machine
making terrible noises
hooked to a white pick-up
that fumed with dark smoke
and smelled of awfulness
they each seemed willing to do what
they must, and happy to do it in fact
three men on a roof
one on the ground
working on this gray
and dreary day
the future seemed simple then
Jan 25, 2012
Jan 25, 2012 at 10:03 PM UTC
I saw three men on the roof today
and there was another,
with a big beard and a bigger smile,
that oversaw a jerry-rigged machine
making terrible noises
hooked to a white pick-up
that fumed with dark smoke
and smelled of awfulness
they each seemed willing to do what
they must, and happy to do it in fact
three men on a roof
one on the ground
working on this gray
and dreary day
the future seemed simple then
Request permission to use this poem