I'm late for work. I can't figure what's wrong
At first, but then I feel the peaceable kingdom
That the daily rush-hour leaves in its wake.
I hail Miss Bonnie, who's puffed as an autumn
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A nice poetic imagination, Ernest H. You may like to read my poem, Love and. Thanks