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Poetic Form: Senryu
Inspired: 2024 August 08
Image: Bullet

tell me blue tell me

tell me blue tell me something that's out I had said told was true by you sticks and stones can break my bones but names will never hurt ~ my sticks and stones there are three things that can't be hid ~ sun moon truth and your fat ~ make it four bite the bullet till you touch lead that will push you through all your hardships cry over spilt milk that in time will sour like your lamenting facade bird in hands better than two in the bush ~ now is here ~ future is not do to others that you'd want them do to you ~ be good~ if not then run every cloud has a silver ring ~ tarnish times be polished shine next time a dime a dozen eighteen hundreds ~ a dime cost most goods seldom rare 'O Henry Porter wrote cut the mustard ~ soldiers pass muster ranks up hold your horses steads the whipped horseback that's headstrong ~ patience ease the reins
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