Byplay Poems - Poems about Byplay

... Fear not that critique whittles my will, Fear that lack of such may wilt my quill. Fear not a lonely path in the dark, Fear my pyro craft runs out of ......

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...My use of a cane is more imperative each day My unsteadiness is causing dangerous byplay Lately, I have fallen No serious misfortune But what if I mess up my gorgeous face......

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...Full of colour and so very gay my voice it can be very shrill keep me happy so i won't stray See my feathers all in array I sit and watch upon the sill Full of colour and so very gay Keep that beak......

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