a tribute to james whitcome riley


do as momma said.

do as momma said.
There was this boy named Jasen
who wouldn't get out of bed
he'd fuss and fight and tell his ma
he didn't have to do what she said
he'd tell his ma to shut up and to just leave him alone
he'd wine and shout and kick about and then he'd moan and groan
so his ma through her hands in the air
she said "fine ,sleep all you want see if I care"
well Jasen kept a sleeping
slept past noon and way late into that night
but something woke jasen up with a bump!
and gave him quit a fright
and by this time he was much to scared to gett'n back to sleep
and then he heard a something about that time that started to go a creep,creep
it got louder and closer
and he was gett'n chills
so he hid under the blanket and called out for his ma!
but something pulled the blankets back to have a look at him
and it was terrible what Jasen saw
he cried out momma! momma!
But by then it was much to late
Them big 'ol black things a got him, that was poor little Jasens final fate.

and later on that morning his momma came and called
and found his bed had been all tore up
as if by a bare it had been mauled
and his momma was sad you see because she knew
the goblins came and got him cause he wouldn't do what he was told to do!
so listen to your momma ,or them goblin things that came a creeping might just come for you !





Poetry by rob lester
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Written on 2008-04-20 at 21:22

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