Spreading the Seed
Soon he'll come with salty sums,
By the gallon--by the ton!
Instinct decrees he spread the seed-
Nothing else could be more fun!
A Rain of white blinds my sight,
Unless, of course, I swallow...
And I'm certain I just might-
Do it all again tomorrow!
Copyright © Just That Archaic Poet | Year Posted 2013
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