Grow.
How does my seedling grow?
With motivate of the longest date,
And a little stare here and there.
Why does it grow?
To enhance the looks of fiction.
To enhance the adultery.
If the blonde hair on her head
Grows a little longer,
Cleaner,
With a more fragile purpose….
How does my seedling grow?
With inspire to transpire,
And a little care here and there.
Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2006-02-02 at 16:40
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