There’s boy who lives next door.and this boy is just as bad.as a boy can be and poor.he’s so poor it make me sad.when i see him out at knee.and no shoes and more than that..hardly any shit or hat .he is a poor as poverty

But like him yes i do.he xan play most any game.and tell fairy stories too..funny story just the same as my fathervdoes and he told me about a frog.living near a laka or boy ..🐸 that marned a bumblebee

Poem by peacemaker