Post-Thanksgiving Request
Dear Pastor, please feel free
to preach the truth to me
on lying, prying, crying,
on trying, sighing, dying
but, I beg, not gluttony.
January 20, 2019, entered in Juli-Michelle's Rhyme Battle XII
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