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Jonathan ROBIN

(22 September / London)

Contest Compete Sijo after Beautiful Feet Reason A Poteet


Contest compete, she yearned to write by gleaning from prose penned.
Competitive when offend proved words met his work below.
Then she could seed a seeker won to talk, competitive.

Beautiful Feet Reason A. Poteet
Beautiful feet, he learned to walk by leaning on a friend.
More beautiful when that friend moved on to let him walk alone.
When he can lead a weaker one to walk, most beautiful.

Submitted: Thursday, February 23, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, July 03, 2013

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(24 February 2012)

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