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ONCE UPON A TIME
There was a Rock Tumbler
It was a very nice Rock Tumbler
And it lived alone
In a very nice rock field.
In that same rock field
There was also a Poet
She was a very nice Poet
ONCE UPON A TIME
THE POET
Had been dreaming of Rock Tumblers
All her life
So as you might imagine
When she finally bumped into
THE ROCK TUMBLER
Who also lived in the rock field
Well,
It was love at first sight...
TO BE CONTINUED...
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lol cute! I can't wait to hear the love story here :)
ReplyDeleteIMAGINES OF YOU
ReplyDeleteYes, your imagines, too beautiful by haft,
Your eyes, your smile, a gift beyond expression;
And, most of all your little giggling laughs
Leaves these eyes of mine in total awe.
My goodness! You affect me in so many ways
Your imagines give this sad heart such pleasure!
They have come to me in my darkest days,
And have filled a void that I shall always treasure,
No need for answers, I was dead and now I live,
But thanks for your sweet laughter that you give.
Epaphroditus© December 19, 2010
How strange that we should be creating poems regarding apparently inanimate objects at the same time.....must be something in the season! :))
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