April 23, 1957: Will lost P.A.
Will lost P.A.
looked in our car
but no find
on way home
I looked in
glove compartment
a can
not opened
was he happy
Will lost P.A.
looked in our car
but no find
on way home
I looked in
glove compartment
a can
not opened
was he happy
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Ha, I love how this title and some of your others are like punch lines. You don’t even realize until the very end of the poem that that’s what’s going on.
Thanks, Katie. It took me a few moments to figure out what P.A. was. 🙂