Third Act
It is time for the third act.The second act was resounding enough
Though not without several fluffed lines...
But now come the final facts.
The first I seldom ponder exactly...
My wings were well waxed and prepared
As I noticed throughout that second act
With the porcelein neuroses ever waiting.
Now I want the third...
Let me have it
To play along with.
Poetry by jenks

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Written on 2011-02-15 at 00:26




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