Twelve centsA Poem by Ahena MK"I like being a woman, even in a man's world. After all, men can't wear dresses, but we can wear the pants." - though the quote is unrelated :)12 cents
Throwing all that the sun glares Doesn’t seem to bother tear Clouds that hover in the air Oh mighty! He bears
Shadows do the trees share Under which cattle rare To later enter the exchange fair
I go to the fair and buy a pair And treat them like my only heir And feed them till I no more care To leave and go I now dare
To trade in money for sheep hair With which I’ll buy a dress that glares For the one I most care...
- Ahena MK © 2014 Ahena MK |
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