The Girls Poem by Saul Palti

The Girls



Sing the songs ring
dancing darlings ding
under dangers lair
being naked and bare

a slip of your tongue
bringing your fun
over and done
throughout the thoughtless thumb

the trip through snow
seeing the sight then know
there is bare glee
at what was me

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