Jose Radin Llorca Garduque Poet Limerick

11 Flightless Wings

11.

Flightless Wings



Call me, flightless wings, don't deny

I do flip, flap, stretch, yet cannot fly

For what are we or me

In night a star that's wee

But look! I'm still beautiful! Thanks, High!



-01/03/2007

(Dumarao)

*Topsy-Turvy Limerick Ironic

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