Musie Poems - Poems about Musie

...I’m dry; the muse has packed her bags, unfriended me and left. No rhymes have come to mind at all. Of words I am bereft. In need of verse, my followers await the poet's best. And so a letter ......

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...The chimes are ringing in the hall I can't really make sense of it all At the front door I roll to check Nobody there, oh what the heck Look under my pillow, sheets, and duvet Arg...I don't ......

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