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Brains for Barter (Free verse) by Dovina

I have no need to prove you wrong To show the triteness of your point No need to give the facts I’d rather find a joke you’ll like A memory pleasant on your mind I’d rather feel you grin Your breath falls warm upon my neck Your legs behind my chair feel strong Your lungs refresh the air I have the wind as if I’m running My wheels turn faster with each pun And slow with every pause How about a trade, my dear I’ll give you brains; you give me legs The hill is long and steep

Dovina 17-Jan-07/1:55 PM
ok, lol, seriousness not expected.




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