IN MY HOUSE IMPRISONED!

The lock would not turn
In my house trapped Now

With hacksaw now
I must apply myself To set
Free my self
From what is now my prison

FREE THE DUMPTON ONE!

The Dyslexic Poet

Ken D Williams





Poetry by ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-01-09 at 13:06

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Aye, at some point we must break out of the familiar when it becomes cloying and redundant. That is the story of life! GOdd to be reading you again Ken.
2011-01-10



Keep the lock oiled, a key on a string around your neck, and if that doesn't work, be content with the comforts of home. I guess.

cheers Ken,
jim
2011-01-09