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wolf at my feet snipping the string
pirranahs in the sink such a funky stink
im soo confused to useless rules
what do you see we see things my way
my way, what way to get there
how do i findmyself anyway
lost somewhere
somewhere reaching out
somewhere huge
touched me
afraid to admit
the deception
rumors ablunder
frog in the throat of thunder
nobody wonders
it makes me smarter
the riddle i guess ill just never know
wash my hands with soap
bathe with the wolf
do i smell clean
white rabbit mystery
hurry miss muffet she saw smonmething
eye saw something sewing my eyes shut
it weas a mystery i cried for mercy
Copyright © Troy Jeremy Nelson | Year Posted 2010
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