Having A Taste For Hints Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Having A Taste For Hints
What makes you think you know so much?
'Oh,
Trust me I don't.
My Father has warned me about that,
On many occasions.
And getting on His bad side...
I don't recommend to anyone.
If you ever want to see a temper displayed,
Disobey my Father.
However...
I do admit,
Having a taste for 'hints'.
Dipped in and covered with clues.
And He drops them on me all the time.'
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