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I miss you. I really truly
miss you. I miss you like
a lost button that shows
my bra for its absence.
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I miss all the qualities poets
have written about Spring for
centuries. All of them, I miss.
each one.
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I miss Spring everything
because it is Winter now and
the wind makes the air
do five degrees below zero.
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I miss thermometers that
register in the sixties. I can
not tell you more. I miss no
other season that thaws so well.
It's Spring and I just miss it.
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Lady A
01-06-15
1014p
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A truly nice poem lamenting spring in cold winter
Warm and sweaty all year
Winter here we do not fear
Happy to wear woolens
Bras here don't have buttons
Hooks and straps work fine
Wonder if there are wooly bras
They'd be warmer than Eve's grass
Would come handy even in Tundras
Here in warm humid Kolkata
Burning bras would be better
©bishu
ROFLMAO
Tears to my eyes, tears, teeeeeaaaar, tear tears to my eyes for laughter. Meant the blouse button bish. Women know about the outfit that has the best blouse and pop, lose the button and no time to sew, soooooo, you miss the button badly, but because, Bish, the button belonged to the best blouse. Can't wear the blouse because the bra shows at the place where the button was supposed to hide the bra. Let me be perrrrrfectly clear about this. Oh never mind. I was just missing Spring. Ha! - Lady A ok I'm going to sleep now.
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Mary Arabella Sue
Lost a button of her shoe .....
It fell into the ocean blue
The mermaids made fun
A small button O crazy one !
©bishu
Mary Arabella Sue
Losing heels on her left and right shoe
Mary Arabella Sue does not know
what next to do. Go bare of foot or get holes
in her stockings too. Mary Arabella Sue.
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:D
08-01-19 (catching up :D ) slc