Marking Time
When you find out the turnaboutFair play may go out
The window ground pay merry-go-round
Without a doubt to say
Anyway you how the day is always now and then a question
Mark my word a sword absurd
Writing something crooked with a pen.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2018-03-12 at 19:47
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