• Favorite poem
    • My favorite poem, from memory is:

      Grandpa Dropped His Glasses
      (Leroy F. Jackson)

      Grandpa dropped his glasses once
      In a pot of dye,
      And when he put them on again
      He saw a purple sky.
      Purple fires were rising up
      From a purple hill,
      Men were grinding purple cider
      at a purple mill.
      Purple Adeline was playing
      With a purple doll;
      Little purple dragon flies
      Were crawling up the wall.
      And at the supper-table
      He got crazy as a loon
      From eating purple apple dumplings
      With a purple spoon.

       
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