Sunday, October 3, 1993

The Man of the House

The man of the house
Is sometimes like
A lovely spring day.
Yet other times
He erupts
Like a volcano
That's overflowing
With boiling
Hot lava.
His hair is
Pitch black,
Like a
Dark and gloomy
Halloween night
With no ending.
Although his
Eyes are brown,
And sometimes,
When you look
Into them,
They are sweet
Like a
Fudge-covered
Brownie.
He is very
Caring
Like my grandma,
And loving
Like me!

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