The Treasure Trove
The treasure trove’s buried, beloved
Goodness gracious, I am ready, rapacious
Dig daring, night and day, darling
There’s gems, gold to have, hold in our nest egg
You are right, Rene’. Why wait?
Truly this till’s our Honeymoon Hill
To yearly yearn for a real return
May 21, 2023
Alliterisen Poetry Contest
sponsored by Joseph May
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