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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It always' takes numbers' To save the Day, November 22nd..... Now that was a Day ------ John F. Kennedy was Assonated on the very day It was also my birthday I was a Twin Born, to be a friend To the end.. ------ Then their is Turkey Day Needless to say It rotates every few years' On my birthday, The Lord must have planned It this way.... ------ My twin had Little Gwen God's little gift from the Twins' She was also born on the 22nd Of November.... She was now to become The next of Ken, Fore sacred is Her name But, still in Life/// She has Her own Lion To tame... ----- Born to me on February 28th I had two daughters' Jamelliah and Malika They always' say that I Spell their names wrong As though, I was The Grim Reaper' --------- But, What the heck.. ------ So, I say, get a Spell-CHECK Then you will know what I mean I have a Poetic License, My conscious is clean... ------ Born of different years' Their mother is my eX-gIRL fRIEND That is how it all began No body knows how It will end.... ------ You know the significance of February 28... If not, then you ought to... That is a case for fate.... ------ It wasn't the calendar The babies' were late... ------ How would you feel if your Birthdate came every 3 YEAR's Would that give you a chill Tell me, how does' that feel ------ Now this Poem must end And I just have to sit and think Because, When I print this' out I may just run out of Ink.. ------ Oh', What do you think...? GF PS: your friend in the pen/GF
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