Inventory Poem by Lesbia Harford

Inventory

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We've a room
That we call home,
With a bed in it,
And a table
And some chairs,
A to Z in it.
There's a mirror,
And a safe,
And a lamp in it.
Were there more,
Our mighty love
Might get cramp in it.

Thursday, April 15, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: mirror
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