I slept with the depth of a winter bear <br />And dreamt summer beaches <br />And the sand which's there <br />And hungered for a picnic <br />Of sandwiches there, <br />But the sand witches there <br />Got into my sandwiches there <br />And the sand which's there <br />Got into my sandwiches there <br />So the sand witches there <br />Into my sandwiches there <br />Got sand in the sand witches <br />From the sandwiches there, <br />But for my hunger to repair <br />I ate the sand witches there <br />With the sand which's there <br />On the sandwiches there <br />On the sand which's there; <br />After all I was a bear. <br /> <br /> <br />2003<br /><br />Danny Draper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/barely-summer/
