A limerick to thee
Will thee be my Helen of Troy? For thee shall be my soothing gleam of joy, For us to wager it all forevermore And walk by me when the rains pour. Be my ravishing Daisy - I shall be your nurturing soil.
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Thabaknee
You may see the world thru my words. You may see yourself thru my words. But mostly you may assume my poetry is about me. If a line kicks off the edge, imagine what a poem would do.
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