14 May 2014
POEM: Grapfeld the Antlered
Grapfeld the Antlered
wandering far afield,
felt cold in the knees,
nose, and soul.
He was looking
for something to do
with his life and the earth was
a wide place to be.
So he roamed
and he fell down a cliff.
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I love Grapfeld. Like...love.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Hillary! Grapfeld and I love you back!
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