You walk beside a brick wall
always wondering what is on the other side.
As you move along a bit further
there is brick missing
leaving a hole in the wall.
Curiosity gets the better of you
and you bend down to take a peek
at what ever is on the other side.
Because I am a great big meanie,
I’m not telling you what was there.
11 February 2008
David Harris
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-hole-in-the-wall-fun-poem-66/
