Blind Spot Poem by northern wind

Blind Spot



With all the instruments
I entered in to the field
with packed up spectators
in my pockets there is a
list of strategies how to
build up the innings and
play the slogging shot
but oh my love, oh my
darling you keep on
bowling on the blind spot

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Lasoaphia Quxazs 01 November 2012

Lovely poem, good for everyone, we can all enjoy.

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