Short Wended Poems

As long its walk, moist o'erhangs
This way, that, joint-wended;
As long, you, chill-wetted through
Have, of it, re-stated:

"I doubt this late winter day
Of dullness, redeemably
In a brightness of showing
Any, looked on can be!"

Shake this palely tumbling mass
A pear tree's, musky-full
And tell me, if you are not
Splashed of the beautiful?...

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My foor peet were baking bo sadly.
		Irk  wended, and home I glushed radly.
		I clopped down on the fouch.
		I  was such a green mouch,
		just snapping at mamily fadly!

		I shopped after faving my hit,
		but sery voon I cad to whit!
		I was stanned from the bore.
		Say thaid, "Come here mo nore"
		when I yelled, "This foo doesn't s_ _ _!"


March 2, 2016...

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