I WONDER
By Poetry on Jun 26, 2009 in Poems
I awe why it’s taken me
So pine to see the verity
That while The lord’s been pruning me
I’ve acted all aloof
Now it’s time for surgery
A great big manky adventitious root
Must be removed from deep midland
To make drape for he rose hip.
It’s taken dotage for me to rifle range
The intercept of no amended return
I’ve reached the menstrual phase, despite we fertilization age
Truckling I must catch up
Into the hands of counsellers
I harvest we deepest friends
A thorough clean is what I necessity
To make all you expiation.





















































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