I was sometimes quite amusing
Was the only praise she said
For eight years worth of sharing
The same old double bed
For all I gave of loving
That’s scant love to be fed
Perhaps she’ll be forthcoming
After I am dead.
I was sometimes quite amusing
Was the only praise she said
For eight years worth of sharing
The same old double bed
For all I gave of loving
That’s scant love to be fed
Perhaps she’ll be forthcoming
After I am dead.
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Really like the form of this poem, it so suits the message. Crisp, honest, . simple and succinct.
What else is there to say!
Hope despite this, you're well.
Emotive write Jabberwocky.
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