Shredded CabbageA Poem by MOONGoodbye my dear friend I will see you at the arc of time Maybe at the end we will speak of poetry so fine With words we ascend reading above and between the line You would mull commend of words metre and finding the rhyme Johnny be good mature like a fine red wine Johnny be good your words are one of a kind Johnny be good your words will someday soon shine Johnny be good master class polish the mind Dear John F let the words flow let it unwind Write poetry like science was to Einstein © 2012 MOONFeatured Review
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