The Mind Is Philandering Poem by Melanie Emikohe

The Mind Is Philandering

Rating: 5.0


The mind is philandering;
stopping by shops of trinkets
and mumble to itself, 'Soon'
when he shoots the jackpot.

And he's grateful to mind
for it's available and free;
pampering his big appetite
with meaty imaginations.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Goldy Locks 10 March 2007

meaty imaginations.AGUAlicious~ SusxGLx

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Brian Dorn 18 September 2006

Positive thoughts and a winning attitude... that's the ticket! Well done! ! Brian

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