It's coming It's creeping It's sneaking under mat and door Filtering thru ear and eye Have you bought this? Have you bought that? It won't be Christmas unless you do Be the first on the block Don't be left out Or your children will cry It won't be Christmas unless you do Have you bought this? Have... Sign in to see full entry.
Of turnips, caterpillars and kings:
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Little poems; how to lick a rainbow, the sky wept, sun peeking,lanterns. . . by Mamajoy. Can I write a poem a day? Hmmmm.
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