Wednesday, November 16, 2016

Poem #9 The trouble with everyone

Someday would be better than ever.
Good morning with an uneasy feeling underneath
If you took over looking so busy
Never gotten married to her sympathy
When they both grew up
With a hint of greasiness
He’s been asking the neighbors if they object
What have they to do with it?
Leading people, wander love
But I notice things
Got out of doors
Because of course things happen and all that
And of course
Listen! Tired right locality come back
Likes she’s going to marry him
Settle anywhere

Someday would be better than ever

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