MERE VIIA Poem by Seanne Tholltree7th sonnetLately I noticed that you were blown cold Whenever I’m around. What’s wrong with you? You’re such a blivit! Do you think you’re the ace in the hole? The key figure? Oh dear me! Not a chance! Do you think I’m impressed By your silly sucking acts? Better go and chase yourself. And sometimes you play dicty and frozen Just to gripe my soul! Well you look Like a cornball, a moonshine And a bottom out Mickey mouse! I think I already hit the ceiling And get frosted because you’re merely a hamburger to me!
© 2011 Seanne TholltreeAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on December 13, 2011 Last Updated on December 15, 2011 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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