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/ grumpygorman
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nothing within
reach
or

high for
me,

all flyers find
home

by storm’s
end,

thru shadow script’s less
than noble
slips–

by
rise of
own wings

to
tame winds.

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said she liked
puzzles,

so that’s
all

suitors brought
in turn..

single file ’round
the block,

last hope in
line

offers
nothing but

an honest
hand–

for pleasure
walk..

and hear her
talk,

nowhere too
deep,

just a walk.

/ grumpygorman

tiptoes in the
garden,

fingers of
forest-

hopes buried
or

budding from
crown,

sterling stars of
spring-

the
petals of

my evening
gown.

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Antique, Night Music, Background, Music, Grades, Night
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would crawl
back
in

given free
choice,

should i bore
song-

i’ll grow in
voice,

chiming
on-

nightingale
summons
dawn.

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/ grumpygorman

don’t let drapes
lull ya,
lass-

hailstorm’s
abreast,

indenting
chest-

hiding
home’s best,

out with that
trash..

into mud
bath.

Window, Curtain, Shutter, Facade, Wind, House
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