This is a collection of poems written by my mother. |
| Mojave Max and Groundhog Came to town one day, To walk the streets of Vegas, To watch the people play. When money fell in the cup, Excitement seemed to rise, Mojave Max and Groundhog Stayed to scrutinize. They watched and looked, All the afternoon away, They watched to see the excitement, The people did display. Mojave Max and Groundhog Decided to call it a day, They turned to leave the city, One to his burrow And the other to his cave. |