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A Ceramic Mould Of Lime Green

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A ceramic mould of lime green
I bought once observing it keen,
Broken in the same line as of old
One, so I experience the melancholy
Yet again in a short while which is cold,
I am of a kind who considers many as holy
This act of imbecility is a stupor that is glum,
As tribute to the spiflicated article I’m gonna keep mum,
So that this moment will inscribe that I should not repeat
The error once engendered and I’ll listen to the inner beat.
Wednesday, July 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: broken,old

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