Peter, I've found a Lost Boy

Peter, I've found a lost boy

Here he is with his toy

Now approach him slowly

or he'll confess

he loves you dearly

he's quite the mess

 

Peter, I've found a lost boy

Here he is quick to annoy

Now don't frown showily

or he'll feel stress

he just wants to love you

that you can guess

 

Peter, I've found a lost boy

Here he is just a moma's boy

Now stab him holy

cause he won't look unless 

you do it slowly

so he'll see the unkindness 

Peter, I've lost the boy 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
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Comments

mrockwell

This stems from my stuggles with niaveness in believing the good in people when they don't deserve it. 

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