she'll never sing like that to me, there isn't the relationship
it's too far in the past, she'd fall off her lips presently
but from daddy's desk she came quiet
to chattering interest, what we used to do:
rabbits when I could breathe
as surpassed pesticide
way their winter fur doesn't mask forage
rough inferior
rather her story of one by store door
today instead of our old fence
had me dot it with a ditty
we liked inserting on description...
stillness no statue
grass growth this cold month,
that rapid mouth o bunnybump vs hop
chiseled out sculpture of life!
and my parallel placed
smile wasn't just play,
parts blessing nurture
family pats pad pod
flashcard favorite color yellow, actually enjoy xanthous
ish orris Daisy
A contest entry
- Joy by DogFish.
700 points, ended January 30, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
please leave off good luck, unnatural emoticons, applause symbols...hypes
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