Calvin Wall Coulbury
by Dixon Wall C
Sunday, July 27, 2008
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I submitted this to Poetry.com, and they said it was copyrighted under my name. I hope it's OK to resubmit it to AD.
Calvin is our grandson, and will soon be 10. He's an expert on certain video games and enjoys Calvin & Hobbs and Marx Bros. movies. He is a good student and plays chess and drums and writes poetry.
There lives a young man named Calvin,
Who is known for his ready reply.
He has hot wheels galore––
They can cover the floor
Of his house in a town called
(Well, Alvin it isn’t and Austin it is,
But we needed to rhyme with “Calvin.”)
His formal address is a poem itself:
In a town that’s far from Alvin.
––Dixon “Grampaw” Coulbourn