Crisscrossing Away (A Poem)

I knew a man

His nerves are ice

He telephoned his tenderoni

He took my advice

I do declare

There goes my man

The many times I have told him

He don't understand

I knew a man

His poem was nice

He realized his situation

Was from bad advice

Crisscrossing away

Crisscrossing away

If you believe it the way you want iit

Will it be that way?

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dave 17 months ago

good word economy and signal to noise ratio

very much enjoyed this piece

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