greed is as young as a little boy in the candy store <br />whose only dialogue is this and that and that too and this too <br />he points again to this and this and that and that too <br />while pulling his mama's shirt <br />and looking at every jar arrayed before <br />his eyes all wide open <br />like a flash of the lighthouse <br />one dark night <br />on the vast sea<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-greed-of-the-boy-at-the-candy-store/
