A drunk sparrow donot save bean for winter
because it only sing in spring
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My love
you slept
Midnight i took my gun
I went out of tribe that hunt big generals for you
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My mother
when birthe me
she didn't for give brain to the rental bat
she never understand
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Winter
winter is hard long
If i donot reain somthing for me
It is a horse that i like very much
I burn him
I see many people have good things to say about your poems.... Hope you write more poetry very soon Hope you and your family are doing good and are healthy Jim Troy