Sunday, November 1, 2015

Low light Alphabet

He took photos in low light,
laid seeds amongst crow’s fright,
sad he didn’t sow right,
All efforts came out grainy.

He was insane you-see,
All hard work and no money.
It’s hard to be sunny,
when all dark clouds are
dottin’ the I’s in the crowds.

Someone please give him a towel,
he wants to agree and be consonant
but lost at Wheel of Fortune, cuz he forgot a vowel.
For him to rebuild his alphabet soup, will take a while.

Shine here, shine there, his shine was not even nor fair,
like a spot of missed Jerry Curl in someone’s hair.


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