Yes, I dared.
To speak.
And more.
To act as well.
Upon them words.
Caught you unawares, I know.
Still, what matters
Is this.
Caught your eye.
Didn’t I just!
Your move, mate.
And see if I’m not
Prepared.
I’m game.
The game.
It quite devours. Does it not?
Done. Dusted. Or not.
And then we wonder
What the eff just happened!
11 February, 2017
Online, on traitorous thoughts of trivialities tending to tempt tantrums 😛
Go figure. 😛
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February 11, 2017 at 2:59 pm
The Teacher’s traitorous thought
To trivialize them, tending to trot,
Trying to tempt
Tantrums to tent
Tending tongue-twisters to turn to tot!
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