The Town Monkey
By Caleb Owens
I’m the town monkey,
And I live in Monkey,
And can’t think of anything to rhyme,
And out comes a monkey, a bald headed monkey,
And now everything is fine.
Oh The Wind
By Caleb Owens
I can smell flowers, on the wind,
I can smell spring, on the wind,
It’s too good of a smell to fathom.
But, oh I wish I wasn’t in the bathroom.
Oh the wind.
(He was at my grandparents bathroom in the shop with the window open….I clarified what wind he was talking about here.)
My Sorrows Are HERE
By Caleb Owens
Oh, my sorrows like the sea,
The sea must be related to me.
And if I sing my parents think,
And oh, my sorrows are here.
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