Say Goodbye
by Lord R.e. Taylor
Donuts, cookies, or whatever
You know they are not safe there
Especially when milk is close
They will be gone the minute you leave
© Poem – XXIV/XII/MMXXV
LRET
Living Fire By Lord R.e. Taylor Watch that fire burning How it appears to be alive Being tortured by the heat As it reaches skyward for help...
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