Oh no, THERE'S A BUG! Quick Where is it? Ah, under the rug Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! Although, I may feel Some slight regret There is a twinkle in my eye As I confess That I am a mass murderer of bugs Of course, living here in Florida, you all know what kind of bug I'm talking about. The ultimate... 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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