GabbyVazquez
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Incident: Poem
Eight, small
He
was no larger, in
size, or
shape,
or height
Even at youth,
Bold lessons are taught.
Not everyone will
delicately greet you,
and will be as
pleasant as
You are.
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