Stuck to my shoe
With nature’s strong glue.
An odd little pod
With your innate need
To spread your seed.
Yet I did deny
The seed’s eternal cry
And you entered in
To my bathroom bin.
Stuck to my shoe
With nature’s strong glue.
An odd little pod
With your innate need
To spread your seed.
Yet I did deny
The seed’s eternal cry
And you entered in
To my bathroom bin.
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Many thanks for sharing, Michael.
Cute poem! 🙂
Thank you. I’m pleased you like it!