The Place To Write Poems.

Poem By Weslee Sampel

write a poem on anything you want

Comments about The Place To Write Poems.

The Poem Hunter Beach. Exists under beech. In every young's hand. In every pal's reach. In each senile hand. In every gal's reach. If he wishes to learn. If she wishes to teach. Freedom of silence. And freedom of speech. It sucks poets' blood. As an extending leech.

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