I'm Hungry


	I’m Hungry I don’t know why it’s true but it’s a well-known natural fact, Whenever you visit Nanny’s house your stomach doesn’t know how to act. It doesn’t really matter whether it’s been an hour or a day, When it gets to Nanny’s house we know just what it’s going to say, Nanny, I’m hungry what have you got to eat? I don’t care if it’s chicken or something nice and sweet. And even the big kids don’t seem to be immune, To the strange and eerie phenomena of being hungry at Nanny’s too soon. JRS © 7-23-97 The "Okie" Poet All poems copyrighted ã1997-... Spring Creations The "Okie" Poet All Rights Reserved