Pointless Rhymes

by BlueEyedMystery   Nov 19, 2008


Count to three.
Make your wish.
Blow the candles.
Flames go swish.

Hold me tight,
or let me fall.
Dearest reader,
hear my call.

Just go away,
or stay right here.
This mind of mine
isn't quite clear.

What to do?
What to say?
You make me nuts,
in a lucid way.

Do it for you,
never for me.
Stop right there,
let me go free.

I bet your lost.
Well, so am I.
Poems are stupid.
But I can't say bye.

Burn this up.
Or keep it close.
I don't care.
This poem blows.

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