Sweet/Sour Gum

Those spiked thorns of sweet gum balls
cause a sprawl 
and sprained ankle, close calls
Sour my day, sweet gum balls
curse you! so ill befalls!
Once and for all,
no sweet, no sweet gum balls-poison befalls
your innocent victims, poisonous, vicious, thorny, balls!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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