Iggy Boo

Iggy boo, I see you
Through and though
But what to do

Boo was bashful
Brazen, but a little heavy
And yet there was beautiful
Lines within his Chevy

Complex in comparison
But never the twine and unlike Dickinson
Never rhymed and neither seasoned
Who would of thought, that this could be treason

Neither be thy reason, beneath all the sign
Brazen, yet bashful benevolent rhymes

Twice the cock crows behind the shed
Thrice mother may, believe he said

Shamrock whistled to heavenly stars
To question upon diligence ever so far
Iggy boo, was connected to pooh
Benevolent fool, by the things that you do

Picture & Poem By Darryn John Murphy

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