~Naked~ Rictameter
~*~*~*~ Naked... all poets are, we open wide our souls to furnish a big feast for all. Our readers can bite, chew, swallow or spit, pieces of us, one snack each time, from the heart, we all are, making ourselves naked. ~*~*~*~ ***** Poetic Fanatic ***** Stuck on Rictameters!!! :0) My Poem- "My Babe" explains... PF Written March 2nd, 2002 © on Mar 02 2002 05:43 AM PST, Thomas Crumpler 0 • 10
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