Mr. Jack


Your Gleaming Light

Illumines The Night

When Goblins Prowl Abroad,

Fitful Spirits Prowl The Night

Looking For What Was Lost,

You Sit There Grinning

Your Lopsided Smile

With Teeth So Big and Bold,

You May Scare The Younger Kids

Before The Night Grows Old,

And To Teenagers

You Are A Challenge

Of Time And Space,

Of Destruction Held In Check,

But All Is Naught

For On the Morrow

A Rotting Pile Of Mush You'll Be


Copyright 19, Oct 1999 By Joseph A. Merrill III
Writing As Sarge the Poet

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