A Warning To Clinging Vines
Move over and give me some space
Too tight is your strangling embrace
I am suffocating
I’d hate to have to buy some mace
Spray it in your possessive face
Loving turns to hating
*Entry for Dr. Ram's Tail-Rhyme contest
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2011
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