by hedistuffLayopolis, West Virginia, USA
Oct 2012 616 Views 3 comments
wrapped in a riddle
oh, I am twisted
racing to unwind
green fields lay before me
and I am a great sythe
sweeping away all inhibition til
my cup runneth over
racing to unwind
green fields lay before me
and I am a great sythe
sweeping away all inhibition til
my cup runneth over
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Posted: Oct 2012
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boredom...looking for some acrostic input (and I do apologize)Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Comments (3)
keep tryin' pilgim..
I'm still laughing
...my cup runneth over ...appears as if your acrostic effort was a successful one, no inhibition there!