The Harvested In Love Poem by Ari Alsio

The Harvested In Love



Until death do us part
It's life is a big fart
friendship at first is warm
children raise for the harm

Until death do us part
married life is art
it is only a part above
hot enough to love.

Until death do us part
is only love of the two to start
and a third false of the king
it is a good pecking

Sunday, August 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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