Jarvis is a simple soul;
He only knows what he is told.

When he goes outside to play,
He does not mark the time of day.

When he looks up at the sky,
He sees a friendly yellow eye.

When he goes to sleep at night,
He locks away all thoughts of fright.

When he wakes up to the dawn,
He thrills to hear the kettle on.

Jarvis is a simple soul,
Simple but completely whole.

©2016 Michael Fraley

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