Tisk Tisk.

Poem By Connor Brown

I sat down
I picked up a pen
And vowed to write
Something beautiful
Even if only to
Me
How Pathetic?

Comments about Tisk Tisk.

Not pathetic...cute and witty! xxElysabeth


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