Fred, Ted, Ed, and NedA Poem by Abigail AlliahIts a shoe! You fool, its forty two! I do like Ocean Avenue. No way! Tuesday! My drums won't play!
Its sine! Thanks, I'm fine. My loan, cosign? I killed the fly! Why'd I resign?
Love to write. Whew, wild night. We gays have rights! Billy, don't pick fights.
*moan* too much fuudge Gotta grudge? Its a bird! You're absurd. Home dogs, word!
You old bloke. Richie's broke. Please don't choke mmm, pie He can't have died! My age, I lied.
What's it about? Fancy water spout. Throw your hands up and shout! Weave means in and out.
Soft pillow. Just light and throw. The madness, Oh! An answer? No!
© 2008 Abigail AlliahAuthor's Note
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