Nonsense Poem by Sarah Sisson
Nonsense
I mean the best but spew the worst.
My tongue is powered, not submersed.
I can not tell you why I speak
or rant and rave not keep the peace.
My utter nonsense holds me down.
I'm scoured with a frightful frown.
I touch the lives of innocent.
And off they go again, they went...
...away from my unkind person.
The bond is broken and undone.
Copyright 01-14-2009 ©® Sarah Sisson
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