When a young lady named Meek
Said, “your poetry is very bleak!”,
I said, with a sigh,
“You and I will die”,
Which made poor Miss Meek weep!
When a young lady named Meek
Said, “your poetry is very bleak!”,
I said, with a sigh,
“You and I will die”,
Which made poor Miss Meek weep!
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Many thanks for kindly sharing my poem, Michael. Kevin
Then someone had to comfort her and found a new friend. 😉 xx Michael
Thanks for your comment which made me smile, Michael. I am sure you are right. Kevin
With a pleasure, Kevin! xx