NonsenseA Poem by sherra.Cookies and cream eat at my spleen. Re-fried rice is a sacrifice. Dirty feet don't smell so sweet. The beautiful snow covers the floor like a sheet. The girl weeps as her heart sleeps. © 2013 sherra.Author's Note
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