Baren, by . QUEENIE .
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across the baren land
once came a walking
the one who held all
the answers
and yet never did
any talking.
he wandered
through the city
seeing and not looking
deep inside himself
always did he never
offer any pity.
the day he came
to meet
a pretty young girl
scantily dresses
she wore a tiny kilt of plaid
stalking the night street.
he observed in silence
made mental notes
surely this girl
walking so sullen
would be appraised
and get good quotes.
xoxo
Kyelle
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Posted: 2005-04-07 14:51:24 UTC |
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2005-04-09 19:41:32 | Cpick |
well writen! I like the places of rhyming, it reminds me of nursery rhymes, I love it. |