Poem - 25 January 2025, 11:08 leave it alone...no word spoken Lorris Morris going for lunch what is asked to be eaten a smile ...lips....a tongue made up of you no questions left it was the end Like 0 Pin it 0 Support CosmoFunnel.com You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal. Views: 227 Rating: Total votes: 0 Poetry Genre: Nonsense Listed in: Contest Entries
