Nocturnal Sanders is a challenge to myself to write a new poem for each of the next 365 days. Along the way I hope to discover my hidden voice of creativity.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
89.
There once was a gal named Sissy, who was anything but real prissy. The books she would read should be censored, indeed! Take 'em away and she'd have a hissy!
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