Provider Poem by Mansoor sky
Provider
A baby had teethed
his father was sad
how can I prepare for him bread and wear
his wife told manful
don’t be credulous against devil
who that give teeth, give bread too
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: baby,father,sad
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8/28/2026 6:38:10 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Hahaha i am laughing, this is funny but wise, it simple but the meaning is bolder...Like this :) _Unwritten Soul