His Jacket ~ Rictameter Poem ~
By Baby Girl
~ JACKET ~ The one I want You wear it when its cold It smells of your scent so sweetly You wear it so proudly when you work late It keeps you warm when i'm not there It is blue like your eyes Can I borrow ~ JACKET ~Rictameter ~ a poem that consists of the same word at the beginning and end of your poem. Contains nine lines. Each line goes 2,4,6,8,10,8,6,4,2 Written March 27th, 2002 © on Mar 27 2002 02:00 PM PST 0 • 10
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