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Poem: The Red Dress
Written by Liam Kennedy
If birds were bees
Leaves were flees
Flowers grew hours
Trees bent at their knees.
The old grew younger
Grass could dance
Life’s song was sung
With a passing glance
If dry was wet, I bet
On drops, that falling up
I’d stop to fill my coffee cup
A bird was heard in Timbucktoo
To sing a Verdi quite absurd!
Up was down, outside was in
I strained my brain
I waggled my chin
I ground my teeth
I smile begins
This all confound
Is turning round
A confused muddled mixed up mess
Why?
It’s the color of your red dress,
That puts me , in such distress.
