April’s the cruelest time
Poets all struggle to rhyme
Really bad poems
In short forms or tomes
Lie scattered a dozen a dime
🙂 Hah, true nuff.
Hope there’s a few grains of beautiful stuff too. 🙂
Just Kidding 🙂
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Ray Sharp, The Bard of Liminga