MERE XXVIIIA Poem by Seanne TholltreeIs this some kind of a ball game?
Why are you always praising me these past few days? Have you eaten something that twisted your tongue? Sorry but I'm not used to it that I jokily made a face at you, When you praise me the third time. But that joke smirk accidentally leads me to the truth that you're just kidding. Do you think I didn't hear that? FYI my senses connives just to protect me. Now it all makes sense to me, That you ain't that actually serious. Good thing I found out what you're up to early on. Thanks to my ears that pricks when I'm in jeopardy. Tsk! I thought Romeo had already found me but no, This Romeo is a mere illusion. © 2012 Seanne TholltreeReviews
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5 Reviews Added on July 6, 2012 Last Updated on July 6, 2012 AuthorSeanne Tholltreebelow the sky suburb down by the riverAboutI'm just an ordinary earthling obsessed in controlling my subconscious in order to be extraordinary... hey! my pen name is Seanne Tholltree and my pen name's pen name is SeanneDaisLier, and the hol.. more..Writing
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