Suitors Poem by David Plantinga

Suitors

A spinster from Flint once opined
In her day the suitors were kind.
Though sister was gone,
They didn't stay long.
An overfull parlor can grind.

Suitors
Wednesday, April 17, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: sister
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