Can you see?
Can you hear?
Can you feel,
I am near?
The clouds are clear
the day is cheer
with wind tempertures
at about fear!
Mr. President,
bundle up and get in gear.
My troops have gathered,
sign off and spear,
opps, I mean spare.
To you doesn't that sounds fair.
Bringing our troops back home,
do you really care?
Boo! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Happy Halloween Nightmares....
Balbino Crespo
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/halloween-nightmares/
