I thought of a poem I wanted to write
It's sweet, it's sweet, it's sweet
I plotted, I planned to get it just right
Be neat, be neat, be neat
But alas it flew right out of my head
delete,delete, delete
Now I cry alone in my bed
we ep, we ep, we ep.
Spontaneous poem by Margaret Hendricks
Posted 05/07/12
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