Profoundness

Here's a poem I wrote circa 1980 when I was either 10 or 11. My sister found it in a box of stuff after cleaning out my mom's house. I thought I'd share the utter profoundness of my thought process at the time. At least you would get a good belly laugh!! I even typed the dern thing myself...if you couldn't tell. Enjoy.

In case you can't click to make bigger and read. Here it is retyped as originally typed:

I SAW WHAT I SEEN

I saw what I seen

I seen what I saw

Isaw the most scariest thing

of all. . . . Adragon standing

in the hall.

I seen what I saw

I saw what I see

I saw the most weirdest

thing that could be. . . .

A four-headed horse looking

at me.

I saw what I seen

Iseen what I saw

I saw the most cutest thing

of all. . . . Abrown-Headed boy

standing in the hall.

Iseen what I saw

I saw what I see

I saw the most beautiful

thing that could be. . . .

A little angel watching

over me.