Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Hide and seek on my shirt

A stone on my shirt,
Slip through a hole,
It comes to the top,
Peep through the hole,
Till I pinch with my nails.

The collar on my shirt,
Hide and lost on my neck,
I stretch with my hand,
Then fold to the back.

Down to my waist,
I tuck to the short,
It's hide and seek,
Collar, buttons and,
Into my pants.

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