It must be really hard work to write as badly as that <g>
have you sent it to one of those vanity publishing poetry comps?
Janet
> The Four Seasons
>
> 'Tis the last rose of summer! I shrieked in dismay,
> and soon its bright petals must wither away!
> O whence now the peach, the pear, and the orange?
> For answer the door of time creaked on its door-hinge.
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The songbird in its cage
Sings not for joy, but rage!
--Italian proverb
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