Sandy's Saturday-
Sandy wouldn't stop thinking about her Saturday
Just so parallel and very scary
But she could never forget her way
That morning, Sandy was shocked by the display.
She found herself feeling rather contemporary.
Sandy couldn't stop thinking about this Saturday.
She realized that this Saturday was grey
She tried to focus on a library
But she couldn't ever forget the way.
Pluto said Sandy was obsessing too away
Said his mind had become too arbitrary
Sandy couldn't stop thinking about this Saturday.
Sandy took action like a lay
Her Saturday was becoming too preliminary
But he could never forget the way.
Sandy nosedived like a Saturn cache
Her mind turned into a stationery
Sandy couldn't stop thinking about the Saturday
But she could forget the way about Saturn's day.
6/27/20
WRITTEN WORDS BY James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2020
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