Reaved Poems - Poems about Reaved

...My wife has left me for an adverb. I don't know which one it is! Is it slowly,quickly, nearly? Life should not be like a quiz. She told me that she "nearly" loved me, When "dearly" was what I had ho......

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...When I was splashing in the lane, The colors of the rain Were ribboning my April sky Bright hues of years gone by. Too soon, the boy became A gambler in a game Of crushing odds and devil-loa......

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