Hardly Deep Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Hardly Deep



Hardly deep

Poor turnip saw warmth, heat
so was fooled and grew roots with leaf.

Our voting, election is the same
we always vote for the rhyme and beat.

Tuesday, January 5, 2016
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