Senryu SundayA Poem by TillingRiding with no hands, tires overinflated, carefree as the wind. '''''''''''''''' Forest fire rages; destruction all around me- A requirement. '''''''''''''''' Slick backcountry trails. "Obstacle ahead; careful, Snail! Please step over." © 2019 Tilling |
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2 Reviews Added on April 7, 2019 Last Updated on April 9, 2019 |