July 11, 2016Bioman, Flash, Poem, Poet, Poetry, The Daily Writ, Uncategorized 3 Comments Genes When I step into the page I feel boloevious like something’s in my fridge Like a student kid I always check the wrapper Before I check the lid Copyright B E Saunders 2016 Share this:TwitterFacebookPrintLinkedInEmailLike this:Like Loading...
Great poem my friend. Excellent visuals. 🙂
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Thanks – I’ve been taking a rest, good to be back. Take care, Bud.
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I’m back too. You welcome my friend. 🙂
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