MY CAROL BLESS
I was wondering if.....All my thoughts being skewwiff.
With a mind that's a bit of sieve,
I still see things I can't conceive.
Like my carol bless, I'd forgotten.
That when she accidently opened,
A cereal box from the bottom.
I looked at her a little dumbfound;
When she took the cereal out,
Then turned it the other way round.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2025-02-19 at 02:24
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