A Boxroom D' Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

A Boxroom D'



boxroom and bipolar each luxary mixture of maniac
enters between the lines of the pad d' deeply the marshes.
The majority 'ed to go only as a remote thought north,
like top of each pine to seek a feather behind or two.
Left behind by the last in love which controlled the nest.
Support-can-being;
then l' was nice boxroom on the back a certain alligator
upscaled rehensible and prehistoric.
However with a returned arm that martini was not ever reversed and sippin it d';
a certain green reed eccentric Être has it'; back d' aspiration.
Isn'; T it odd how much egocentric person
and completely in the past l'/your alligator was made outside to be.

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From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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