The Girl Who Held the Hand of Martin Mourie

ehh, just fiddling around. you can say 'aaaawh' if you want.

Martin Mourie was a barber’s son.

Martin Mourie was a poor man’s son.

Martin Mourie was the devil on the street,

Whose heart beat out of beat.

 

Martin Mourie was the one,

Who put a lasso around the sun,

Brought it down for the

Girl in the polka dot dress to hold—

Scorched her hands with

Sunset’s gold.

 

Martin Mourie was a friendly man.

Martin Mourie was a loving man.

Martin Mourie was the one who

Held the hand of the girl

Who held the sun.

Reviews

[Juanita]

This poem has a great flow and a nice story to tell. I like the ending. Nice work!

[Dressed in Poetry]

I like it. It sounds like a little poem story. I like the like "whose heart beat out of beat".