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Whimsy

Some might think it a curse

But when I’m writing verse

I do like it to rhyme

Though not always every occasion.

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Posted on March 6, 2017 by philobility. This entry was posted in Poetry and tagged Rhyme, Whimsy. Bookmark the permalink.

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