I remember it as:

Yesterday, upon the stair,
I met a man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
I bet he's from the C.I.A.


Chris Brogden, Manager
Don's Photo St. Vital
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(Right across the street from St. Vital Centre)
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-----Original Message-----
From: PDML [mailto:[email protected]] On Behalf Of Don Guthrie
Sent: Monday, April 22, 2013 11:33 AM
To: [email protected]
Subject: OT Poem by Hughes Means

This was the 1st poem my father taught me to recite. But these days I can't
remember the middle stanza without looking it up. Thanks to the thread for
recalling this today.


Yesterday, upon the stair,
I met a man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
I wish, I wish he’d go away...

When I came home last night at three
The man was waiting there for me
But when I looked around the hall
I couldn’t see him there at all!
Go away, go away, don’t you come back any more!
Go away, go away, and please don’t slam the door... (slam!)

Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
Oh, how I wish he’d go away




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