(Oh, come on, Spambot! Like I couldn't publish this masterwork from you!)
When Trudy and Mark were alone, Mark confided,
"You know I've been loyal to my overwhelming. "
As she approached Mike's place, her heart started pounding wildly again
An abandoned rhythm to match
Always on a pedestal above mortals.
Seething sound of flakes seemed to press in on all sides of the car at was you?
" you."
SPAM POEMS 16
Thursday, February 23, 2012