Brian Kretchman
"My Buzzard"
I had a friend who wouldn't play.
She took her toys and went away.
A toy of mine went with her too.
My stuffed buzzard "Mr.Magoo."
She took my buzzard very far.
She went so far-- she took a car.
Now my buzzard is far away
and I've been sad every day.
I am lonely and blue
without my beloved "Magoo."
I can't sleep at night
without holding him tight.
I hope one day
she'll come back and play.
Then happy we would be,
my buzzard and me.
Posted March 28, 1997
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