Couplet

Oh how the haste without waste
Blinded view reaching for the paste
Hands up or hand down
Unsure looking like a clown
Crazy or foolish of what I can not tell
Close all the doors so
Passing through brings to me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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