Affadavit.
Sign and save it. Words with strangers. Hidden dangers. Time, the Wiser. Patronizer. Truth belies her. Call off the hounds. By leaps and bounds, She’ll move ahead. Get out of bed And seize the sandwich, A Mighty Manwich For a sloppy Joe. That so and so Really earns it. Digs the soil and turns it. To watch things grow From the field’s edge. Nut and sedge Look like they’re thriving. While she’s conniving. Stays indoors. Tracks mud on the floors, With no thought to after. Bird shit rafters and cozy mess. That’s my job, I guess. 2/18/21
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