To: Rhyminsimon
Nay, thou are no chicken.
Thou art skilled with words.
83 posted on
09/02/2003 2:21:42 PM PDT by
Soaring Feather
(Poetry lives in me and me through it. I say teacher.)
To: bentfeather
“The toungue” He said,
“Is like the rudder of a ship.”
Words like your shadow, ever with you
Can be seen, when the light is shone
Better, not to utter words
That will later make you groan.
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