Con descending freed a stair-well
lead to mar dens gist some dents off,
butt, tits butter thane are cueing
with him ill eat icky son a bout Poe eatery.
Eye gust err is noting reeling sighing
dings ah boat peepholes hat youth ink
donut no hoot hay our due ink,
beak house decants peak under bee halves.
Sits ease ire two below heart
lean-to main op too urine fowl tees,
hats whine ever dough tan otter pear sons
able deities. Day nom art oni dew.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Poem-A-Day: Day 119
Soma Dings Off
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