Eht Tebahpla Poem by Lord Dylan ParrishSubda of Sealand
Eht Tebahpla
“Zanyism yields xeric winters, ”
vixens utter to strangers.
“Run, quaint progeny of null, ”
mumbling lepers kibitz.
Jasmine is his gold,
fighting erroneous debtors.
Condemn beauty’s advocates.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: jasmine
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