Naughty Acts Poem by james watkin

Naughty Acts



A man, now. Now made to be
Too starkly aware, if not
To yawn: 'so what's new! '
Of naughty acts' shameful lack
Child's, rashest, that go beyond
Furthest stones who threw.

Saturday, July 30, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: man,sensual
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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