Blowse Poems


Where the Grass Is Always Greener

...What sends the athlete to a sweaty slaughter ?
What makes the thief cross the honour border ?
And short man syndrome crave the taller ?
Where the grass is always greener.

The family man craves ...
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Categories: blowse, life,
Form: Rhyme
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Book: Reflection on the Important Things

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