My Never Ending Poem
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Sylvia Frances Chan
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My Never Ending Poem
(no specialities, no supernaturals only a nagging singing)
it sings
it buzzes
it flies around
it flaps
it wraps
it sucks
it brags
it secures
it creeps
it nags
it loves
it favours
endless flavours
it has too
endless falvours
this never-ending poem starts and ends
with pleading in its singing
it flies around
but it is now soaring to highest altitudes
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