A Precious Prayer Poem
I live in a care home,I feel out of whack
I pray to Freyja,please give my legs back
One leg like wet pasta,other a short stump
Does she hear my plea, no ,I feel like a chump
She states call back later what did i do wrong
Freyja please fix my whole leg,make it strong?
I pray I get a prothetic from Lindsay
I pray I go to St Margarite some day
Too long at care home feeling too sickly
I pray for books of verse ,they surely help me
I pray for a true girl friend but I am broke
My legs are useless and I am a joke
I pray I get my bag of olive runes soon
Getting my charged runes on time will be a boon
If hope the shipping costs are recieved on time
If I am told you might be here to you die
Refuse all services ,kiss my **** goodbye
Copyright © Larry mintz | Year Posted 2024
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