Where oh where has my Tizzy gone?A Poem by Anti PhalanxThis is the sappiest thing I've ever wrote.Where oh where has my Tizzy gone! I need her back, she's my second best to none. My precious, palpable petal My gentle cloth, away from rusted metal I love her so. Now I'm succumbed by woe. I need her back. She keeps me on track Where has my Tizzy gone? Is she in Azerbaijan? The beauty Salon? The capital of Gabon? The desert of Oman? I went to ask my friend John, But he had no idea of what was going on. So as I munched upon, My last Bon bon, I picked up on her scent, My brain ticked - She's present! But alas, my poor Tizzy was gone. ...To sleep that is.
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1 Review Added on May 2, 2015 Last Updated on May 2, 2015 AuthorAnti PhalanxSolihull, West Midlands, United KingdomAboutProfessional Hobbyist. I live in a box. It is my box. I like my box. I like to peak out of it once in a while & feel glad about not peaking out of it so often. It's a rather nice box. more..Writing
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