To our house, Ken comes to visit

He always leaves a tell-tale "ring"

That tells me he's been here and gone

But, I'm o.k. with his little thing.

When he leaves, thru my kit-chen he treads

To my DUCK cook-ie jar he con-verge

You'll never guess what Ken does there

He turns my DUCK'S head in reverse.

The last time Ken had come to visit

I showed to him my pencil bizarre

Now he thinks I've a pen-cil secret

He calls it "Mom's Secret Pencil Jar".

Back to Sonoma he did fly

Las Vegas was his lay-over stop

There a pencil he got for me

He wanted to share in my "pencil pot".

Ken has grown into a man

But still he likes to tease me

He's not for-gotten his olden tricks

But I still love him, don't you see

Bessie MelVina Carathers

May 29, 2000