Monday 23 April 2012

More short poems


Kandace, Kandace I once heard a story
Of a little fish who baked a whaley cake
How the fish did it, I still wonder till this day
I hoped you may have heard the story
Of a little fish who baked a whaley cake





Kandace, Kandace give us a smile
I want to see it again, which made the angels rise,
And the sun, the moon and stars.

K.Oni

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