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Witnessing the Wonder

By forgottentreasure

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

Oh Miss Graizy, you arent really lazy as you sleekly speed down the lane your speckled shawl, your southern drawl i noticed as you were lifted with a crane you may be quite fat, but as i sat i see you deeper within infinite wisdom inside your horned head how else could you operate this clump of tin? i later went home, where my mind began to roam the earlier thoughts of you even though you left me mystified i couldnt help the urge, that night i ate beef stew... Oh Dear Miss Graizy, your vision is now hazey and as i quietly reflect, i laugh aloud, for a large speckled cow speeding route 6 is  not what you normally expect!! Written November 30th, 2001 © on Nov 30 2001 12:06 PM PST, Nichole   0 • 14

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