Regretful Lamb, by jwhwz
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This lamb wishes he would have been nicer to his sister;
Because, for a long time; he has missed her.
For, she took her life the year of the lost Twin Towers;
And now, he wishes he could give her flowers.
She was so pretty and full of life;
She would have made a very good wife.
For, he knows who her soulmate was;
He has thought about it a lot because;
A poet loves to search his soul;
For, somewhere in his life; there is a hole.
That cannot make him happy;
It will only help if he gets sappy.
That hole can't be filled with cash;
For, he'd do something with it that was rash.
He is just happy to think and think;
Then, he sometimes needs to relax and drink.
For, this is the life of a tortured poet;
Anyone like this lamb should know it. |
Posted: 2011-11-23 06:27:13 UTC |
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