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S Sylvia Frances Chan Sylvia Frances Chan
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I tried not to ridicule I told so to the mockingbird birdie said that he could also be called ridiculebird then ridicule means also mock put before the word bird the English language is a concise form of use, it´s very exciting and artistic in writing It is non-elastic but artistic though for creating please, read carefully all I have said, do not try to confuse that word elastic associates me with being supple I also said I tried not to ridicule I am not looking for rhyming with molecule the words-show that´s such a minuscule in all this trampoline-words-show the word elastic in above stanza here that does not rhyme with oil, is not as smooth as oil once again I say I tried not to ridicule please think with me about this minuscule this easy comprehension it´s only about words and that´s not a great tension we are still at the present and not in the fifth dimension it is still non-rhyming with the word oil the water we have constantly but due to air pollution you must cook it and let it get thoroughly boiled the English language is a concise form of use, it´s very exciting and artistic in writing It is non-elastic but artistic though for creating please, read carefully all I have said, do not try to confuse if we think a bit further nature surrounding us is still full of fertile soil when you´ll bend and cut the different words as if branches for the hearth, this is so absurd, I still cannot find the best rhyming words since I am worried about the air pollution these last weeks, months here in the Orient to drink that water you must boil first till the cooking point I heard there had been weeks long this air-pollution So now I have to find first this air-pollution´s solution we must not look for words first and create our poetry because healthy clean air is more important than our poesy I tried not to ridicule, I told so to the mockingbird now I have no time to search for the precise rhyming word have to solve first this case of air-pollution to write first my poetry, that´s no option I regret the day that I chose the Orient to spend my vacation such air pollution, bad sight in many suffocating ways must postpone first searching the correct rhyming words life comes at the first place, after this we get enjoyment I do hope I´ll survive living in worst air pollution after having to mend that with my grand solution the vacation here around with brand new fresh oxygen will make my creating poetry home abound oh-oh, it all started with my choice of the English Language I was telling the mockingbird that I tried not to ridicule greatest luck I had I succeeded to mend the next upcoming bad air right here in the Orient, not at home in Baltimore Bell Air molecule, minuscule, whatever cule, I tried not to ridicule writing poetry is entirely different than acting like a fool…. © Sylvia Frances Chan Copyright Protected AD. Friday 9th February 2018- @ 09.12 hrs.P.M. West-European Time

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