The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

To the drip in my water bed

Oh patriot you slew me once a time ago

You got me when I was slow

I asked for your advice

You said it was the mice

So I hope you mind none the less

If I clean up the little mess
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