Some homework is to heave a bit the heavy
of the hull to discover the hubbub
& find the hub huddled with hue & cry
without any huff & hug the huge hulk
with a hullo & a hullabaloo
humming humble like a humble-bee
not humdrum for the humans
with humility
a humorous hunk -
hurry & hush in your hut
with no hustle the hurdles
of a hungry hurricane...
with hundreds of hooey -
from honky-tonk
to honey Mary
your A/B-version of me, scratched
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Floy Dy Ra, april/29/2013
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how are you? i am back on this site, this is you fantastic poem.. enjoyed the sound words...lovely..see some of mine 9