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Sun 22 Dec, 2002 09:03 pm
alone,
I twist and turn
upon my feather bed
but, would I have
this longing still,
if I did all the
gossips said?
Hmmmmmm.....
If people accuse you long enough, you wonder why you aren't doing what they're accusing you of!
Very good, sweetpea!
Here's the first poem I ever wrote. I think I was 9 or 10.
GOSSIP
Gossip is a naughty thing
It makes your ears and telephone ring.
i think it fun to let others think what they want to think, but in the process be true to who I am.....
)
thanks for commenting!