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Leftover Poetry
I have in me so great a style
Of turning bright such a visceral sight
Every morning chance beneath my pile
Of words cocooned in my poetic mind
Hence the liberty which present itself
To make even the unaffected to so much yelp
I know for written words such as these
I can turn a raw rhyme into an edible geese.
© Muhammad sanee
Of turning bright such a visceral sight
Every morning chance beneath my pile
Of words cocooned in my poetic mind
Hence the liberty which present itself
To make even the unaffected to so much yelp
I know for written words such as these
I can turn a raw rhyme into an edible geese.
© Muhammad sanee
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