Best Stamen Poems

Grandma had a garden
that she carefully tended to
she talked to her fruits and veggies
as she made her walk through
On this particular day 
my hardball went astray
landed smack in the middle
of her green garden inlay

Swiftly yet gently
she grasped me by the hand
proceeded to give me 
a...

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My gentle sphere, fitted more, still.... I spared
Spattered words of heart, yet! Not purloin
Bit by bit are words of him, slowly cared
His circumspect steps I look, always in cocoon 

Be like a Mickey not to add to your meek
Being sportive and an erect stamen, could...

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