12-12-12 - Poem by Avery Eglantine
'Twas the birth of enticing light
in this dark garden, so old.
Naught so tricky nor playful life
in this abstract world.
How dulcet moments abound on 12-12-12
Epiphany of apples, pleasant as can be
No words -are jigsaw to that bliss
New world was given to bring peace
Plethora problema- a panacea
Lagniappe a thread to keen
If 'twas not words from goddess Freyja
Pues, consider it all unforeseen.
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