01-02-2015, 05:43 AM
Its half past two, I’m back in bed,
the perfect way to rest;
my eyes still crusty, bloodshot red,
this is my Sunday, best.
the perfect way to rest;
my eyes still crusty, bloodshot red,
this is my Sunday, best.
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Formal Nap
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01-03-2015, 12:26 AM
Really liked the flow of this poem and the structure (ABAB). Not too sure if there is a deeper meaning behind this poem or if it is meant to be taken at face value. Fun read! Thanks for the post
Only one thing is impossible for God: To find any sense in any copyright law on the planet.
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