Poetry Wrecks

Like Cake Wrecks, only far less popular, but every bit as delicious. This is where I come to poem. And yes, I just made that into a verb.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

crescent lune

Buzz and Neil golfed there
God's night light
A little cheesy?

Posted by Bone at 11:00 PM

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Labels: Kelly Lune, NaPoWriMo, National Poetry Month

1 comment:

TCApril 15, 2015 at 1:32 PM
I love cheesy things.
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