Nonsense 9 Poem by Phil Soar

Nonsense 9



Relatively speaking
There's no fun if i'm not seeking
A way of making laughter from remorse
So I'll just make you smile
And will tickle you awhile
And watch you laugh out loud without much force

Thursday, November 13, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense
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