Guarantee
By agora
Guarantee I’ll do my best but I guarantee nothing. The galloping wind grasps the fettered farms in its unmothering arms. I’ll do my best but I guarantee nothing. She and I complain about the cold out there withering the air. I’ll do my best but I guarantee nothing. She and I complain about the cold in here – nothing to wear. I’ll do my best but I guarantee nothing. When the raw sun sets and the obligatory fire is lit will we be warmed by it? I do my worst and I guarantee: nothing. Written November 17th, 2001 © on Nov 16 2001 11:50 PM PST 0 • 1
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