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Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)


A Wordy Meal


A strange (learn ad) friend John
ate delicious dictionaries daily
for breakfast lunch and tea
at mourn noon and night.

A thesaurus is a ponderous meal
best not served at bedtime
a meal John spat out like hearty tacks
in sentences aimed at unsuspecting strangers.


Copyright © Terence George Craddock

Submitted: Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Edited: Wednesday, April 13, 2011

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  • Antonio Liao (1/28/2010 3:22:00 AM)

    you make my day complete....with laughter...a softener of mighty thought
    to calm....a venture of anxious melody...thank you and God bless...a 10/10 (Report) Reply

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