Bucket Boy
Bucket Boy
Spin your round space
Open-topped space
this-a way
that-a-whirl
My Boy
Shoulder-strung boy
Wire-armed boy
Split the spills
Lug the dregs away
Flay the dray flung far
The wide-way back-jump spray
Can do
Snap to
And how
can do
right now
No clue what all Yaki can do
did do
how will do to you
all you
Bucket Boy...
Bucket Boy!
Yeah, Boss?
Sure, Boss
Nice boots, Boss!
Ooops, boss
I am a Reference Librarian in Houston, Texas and have published a previous poem in Star*Line.
E-mail Jennifer M. Boudreaux at: jennmaine@prodigy.net
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