Stew..

Poem By Airik Angles

When work gets stressful,
And you're feeling blue.

You wanna quit,
Say screw it I'm through.

Just remember,
While you sit and stew...

You have me now,
And I love you!

Comments about Stew..

Well said! You have a way with words to charm your loved ones, it seems.


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