Lumps
Look at the time,It says it's nine eleven.
It's time for me to,
Check out the wife's
Twin towers. It's
to much fun for me,
Checking for lumps.
Has to be done,
With to much cancer
In our family's.
As well as in mine,
Might as well have fun,
Looking for lumps.
Every time,
Me with her's,
Hers with mine.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2023-07-28 at 19:04
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