Stewing Poem by Else Cederborg

Stewing



A joke, you said
hearts aflame for fun?
Burnt to cinders as a joke?
Yes, you're right, let me stew your heart
it sure is great fun
I'm laughing already so why do you cry?

© Else Cederborg

Saturday, September 1, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: fun
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