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Alpha Bets

wakes up at miserable

NEEDS-TIME a stumbling poet/every

step a letter - BUMPcrashing

fumbling into E; dangerous letter 
  as a spike like F; 

  C so smooth like a soft chair;
  X to prostrate oneself a C R O S S;
  B squishy boobies like Aunt Olga
  who lost her secrets within a 
dilapidated lie.

Alpha bets are big winners
and sometimes sore losers.

If i could have a word with you
i would use all alpha bets to 
just express my imaginary world.

Then.  Love?
Never mind---i always
 lose that bet.

:: 07-16-2018 ::

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