June 30, 2010

Day 177 - Phantom Pants

Musing on Dr. Seuss my pants stand up straight
Heading out, down the stairs, past the front gate
They seem to have an adventure in mind
So off they go with so many things they wish to find
I recall the days when they needed my legs' supports
Now though they wander off, despite my retorts!
I really have no clue how I can stop this craziness
Perhaps they have tired of my ongoing laziness?
Should I apologize to my once dear companions?
But then they are only formed with fabric and pins
Still as they walk away down the drive
I somehow feel a little bit less alive
It's hard to be big in your breeches when
They have wondered off, once again.

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