Man measures by height
Using but numbers
These I think of as I lay hear and lumber
To me thou these numbers
Are but just an illusion
As a depth of a man
Is not in the conclusion
I once knew of a man
Such small in statue
With Corkscrew hair
And limited numbers
29 he was given
Even less he would use
To write wonderful gifts
Hippy, glam, rock, punk and blues
He may of looked elf like
If you ever saw
But within beat a heart
As big as a Dinosaur
30 plus more has past since his taken
But his gifts to his children
Are as strong as their making
So don’t ever judge
By the height whom is near you
Cause within a Tyrant Lizard King
May come to devour you…
*© Copy Write Stephen Luff 2009
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