Going through some old files, and came across one of my first attempts at poetry.  It’s actually not bad, even compared to what I write today.  Which I’m not sure if that’s a good thing, or a frightening thing, as this was written back many, many moons ago in the third grade.

File:North Main St., Conroe, Texas, X Simonton St..JPG

By HIM Nguyen (Own work) [CC BY-SA 3.0 (, via Wikimedia Commons


Bumbling, bunting
Stringing, thriving
The outskirts of Houston
The big town of Cut’n’Shoot
The loop and the city not
All in one place
Strung out in shape
Of a Texas petite
The people
The cops
All trying to keep
Order so traffic can flow
Rush hour traffic from six to ten
From four ’till nine




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