Friday, September 28, 2012

3.

A fellow who tended to whine
Why can’t it my words work into a line
Instead they stammer
With no shred of glamour
And no woman in bed that is mine







Red And White Wine by Petr Kratochvil




Posted by Dr. Pearl Ketover Prilik (PKP) at 7:49 PM

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