POEM
About the Bloath
In the undergrowth
There dwells the Bloath
Who feeds upon poets and tea.
Luckily I know this about him,
While he knows almost nothing of me.
Copyright 2004 by Evil Eye Music, Inc. Reprinted with permission from the Estate of Shel Silverstein and HarperCollins Children’s Books.
Source: Don't Bump the Glump! and Other Fantasies (HarperCollins Publishers Inc, 1964)
