My Kind Of Home Poem by michael Smajda

My Kind Of Home



Don't buy me a home
Where the buffalo roam
Or where the deer and antelope play.
Just find me a place
Where no animals, I face,
Where a river flows with beer every day.

Tuesday, December 31, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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