Anagrams Poem by David DeSantis
Anagrams
A
Don Quixote
Expose
Mirrored truths
All the way
Glory me
Open thighs
Glory her
Upon up high.
Exit wounds
Demarcate
In repair
Entry late.
Deviants
Tear away
Opera
Nymphs will play
Individual
Guessing games
Homerun hit
Torch a flame.
Copyright (c) David DeSantis
It requires a level of lunacy and brilliance to write like this. Exceptionally clever and absurdly silly at the same time. A noughts and crosses sort of write. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Fabulous acrostic David. You wrote well there, imagery comes to life too... HG: -) xx
Dem things will get you in trouble..... anagrams are just the bestest simplest playfullest poems tho aren't they? ? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 7:58:41 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It's late. I'm tired. Therefore I am allowed to enjoy anything you write without justification. :) t x