Wednesday, November 11, 2009

A Poem By Me...

The irony is,
I lack self-control.
Ironic it was,
From the wind to the troll.

The smiling troll,
Replied with a sigh,
"The bed that we make,
Is the bed where we lie."



Have a great night!
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3 comments:

  1. AnonymousNovember 12, 2009 at 8:17 AM

    Write poetry more often, I love to read it.
    It was nice.

    Thanks, Secretia

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  2. AnonymousNovember 12, 2009 at 4:09 PM

    Loved the poem....you are so gifted and talented. ohhhh, more descriptors for you!

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  3. AnonymousNovember 13, 2009 at 7:22 AM

    Too funny! I just sent you a message before I read this. It is so much more relevant now. LOve the poem and especially the troll. Nice touch.

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