032910b It's Really Pouring Poem by Manonton Dalan

032910b It's Really Pouring



there's no sign of letting up
i can hear the roof, loud
gutter are filled spilling over
i can barely see my car
i hope windows aren't ajar
yes, i'll be wetting a chair

i'll wait a minute to subside
type more of this verse aside
so when yo get up, you read
that i have something i did
even though it's rush work
deep in my heart it's worth

Monday, March 29, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: car
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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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