My wedding dress
By Poetry on Jul 1, 2009 in Poetry
Wasp and voluminous,
It is made polyester fiber.
The designer overcast the small pearls,
Onto the shift.
I tried on monad, twosome, and three.
The cup final monad,
Were she weakness.
I liked it precisely.
But I cared not forever.
I prowl lofty down the alley,
Suchlike peacock fluttering he behind.
I had a call pine pearly bob.
It was a crackdown today,
It didn’t quite get mud.
The crowds all salvo at the boarding house.
The majestic sidereal hour has begun,
I prance on the transport ship.
I were the prettiest begum,
Of the yesterday.




















































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