The Non-Poetic
Sunday, June 19, 2011
The title is right.
Daunt in as lye f may be,
Eye do knot no weather or not
My sole is inn a rue in
Or sim plea brow can in peas es.
I wood lie k to make cents
Of this ran dumb mess,
Sloe lee organ eye zing mye self
And on my too feat.
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