Magpie 52

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Jack and Jim,

Had never been,

The best of friends at all.

It would begin,

With mighty Jim,

Stating Jack’s house was too small.

Jack replied,

Fervently denied,

That Jim’s house was no more grand.

Then Jim sighed,

And mildly lied,

About the length his walls ran.

Jack told Jim,

With outstretched limb,

About his roof and it’s height.

The day drew thin,

Both frowned and grinned,

While arguing through the night.

But when dawn broke,

They turned and choked,

At the sight of a new front door.

For while they spoke,

Some other bloke,

Built the largest house on the shore.

                             K.M. Shear

                             02-08-11