the secaidas are ramblin’
I’m scramblin’ to poem
dirt under my nails
weeding never fails
to break my back
tomorrow when
I wake, my bones
will quake, for balls
sake but when I look
upon the yard, I’ll
see my hard labour
and savour the scene

WANNA HEAR THE HOWL INTERVIEW?
THANK AGAIN, VALENTINO!!!
Loved it!! ð Way to go V and I was at a friend’s while I listened in BC, she is intrigued… Thats my buddy I get to brag and be so proud ð Rockin it out sister ð
Thanks for all you do!
*Robin & Pickle *
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