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by keri Apr 5, 2004 category : Life, society / about society
Babbling brook Clear as can be Singing softly Is the sweet chickadee I return the next day Only to find The murky water That a storm left behind No longer do I Sit on the narrow shore And as for the chickadee He doesn't sing anymore
by keri
maybe it wasn't u but look @ the comments on my poem "don't ever" there is a rude and hurtful comment from someone named bob
thanx mirriam