Ramblings of the Poet's Nephew at Age 4

Ed Manual
Once a bee flew
right up Granny Belle's nose.
The doctor found the bee
in there and it was all dead.
The eyes fell off of him.
The eyes fell
right down to the dirt.

My eye is the sky.

If you open the oven door
all the gingerbread mans
will run away.

Food cries when you eat it.

Look at Mr. Blanket's shadow ----
compeller, compeller,
I'm a airplane.
The compeller is broken down.

Nobody is nobody's slave.

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Published by Ed Manual

While an undergraduate, I taught swimming and lifesaving, performed onstage several times in community theater, and worked as a youth supervisor for the state correctional system in Illinois. After graduati...  View profile

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