Someone took my book—
"Flip, flip, flip"
And alas! A loud thud!
For they never came back.
Another one took a look
And I hear the flips once again
"Flip, flip— THUD!"
And I knew they dismissed.
However— one time, it kept flipping
"Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip"
And I knew—
They're— for sure— were interested.
"Flip, flip, flip"
I, for sure, is my new, preferred music
"Flip, flip, flip"
For I'm being kept away from the elusive.
"Flip, flip, flip"
Is all that it'll took
"Flip, flip— a murmur, a whisper"
And there I've released a halt.
Till I counted to five—
And once again— there goes the loud "THUD!"
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Final Amends; Short Poems ✔️
PoetryBook 3 of the "Short Poems" series. - - - "I could easily and hopelessly fall- although I'll release my all." - - - (NOTE: THE TITLES OF THE POEMS WERE ALL GOT INTENTIONALLY CAPITALIZED ON THE FIRST LETTER OF EACH WORD FOR AESTHETIC PURPOSES.) Copyr...
