AksdflaisefsaldA Poem by Truman S. Boothax•dih•FLAY•siff•sawld
When hair still grows atop your head
Though all your family's bald, The joy you feel is best described As aksdflaisefsald.
When someone learns to play guitar Though both their hands are mauled The perfect adjective for them Is aksdflaisefsald.
When you're reminded of a thing That could not be recalled, The thanks to your reminder must Be aksdflaisefsald.
Most anytime you see a thing That makes you feel enthralled Beyond belief, the thing to say Is "Aksdflaisefsald!"
© 2012 Truman S. BoothAuthor's Note
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7 Reviews Added on May 28, 2011 Last Updated on March 17, 2012 AuthorTruman S. Booththe Bubble, UTAboutI am a young writer, but I believe that talent knows no age--although they tend to increase together. There are a few things I love, and a few things I hate. I love language, piano, animated movie.. more..Writing
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