you must take the time to rhyme, the design is divine
and you will find it aligns with the original minds
of before times when afore lines were written/signed
and mined for stage binds and weaved vines intertwined
with the twine of dimes nickels and pennys deepening fines
as greasy grinds gripping wine stines,
snipping lips with widely-eyed shine sipping moonshine
as they dined behind locked door were blinds
which burglary was a dyne like a katabatic slope incline.
- Author: Beatrix M ( Offline)
- Published: November 10th, 2024 10:49
- Comment from author about the poem: Just a poem to support rhyming.
- Category: Surrealist
- Views: 13
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