Franklin P. Adams

(15 November 1881 – 23 March 1960 / Chicago, Illinois)

A Quatrain - Poem by Franklin P. Adams

A quatrain fills a little space,
Although it's pretty small,
And oftentimes, as in this case,
It has no point at all.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 30, 2012

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