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Emily
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09 April 2008

April #10

Something witty,
something pretty,
something mild
and undefiled.
A little light,
a little dreamy,
teasing sight
of something seemly.
Give me flowers,
give me roses,
let's fill my hours
with little posies.
waste the time,
spent with me,
idle rhyme
and poetry.
Posted by Emily at 08:19
Labels: poem, rhyme, silly

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