Mummy don't expect me to write a poem for you, you're my eternal muse.
Pardon me to say my majestic glorious quill is voiceless before Thee.
Though earnest my humble desire was to pen for you as I summoned my whole self for your course this day.
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A refined poetic imagination, P. P. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.