(obsession
doggerel)
Home
run: drapetomania
Nostalgia
didn't flood his mind
When he
recalled his home.
Instead,
he thought of Athens and
Of Paris
and of Rome.
Remembering
his home, he thought,
No, not of
love and play;
Instead,
he just recalled that he
Had wished
to run away.
And he had
done it—run away—
A thousand
times before.
But,
hungry, he returned each time—
To eat and
sleep and more
And on
this pattern reoccurred—
Until his
parents balked.
So then
one day when he went home,
He found
the door was locked.
That ended
his odd mania—
He saw his
parents weep.
But now,
at least, he had a place
To eat and
drink and sleep.
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