Happy*are Some Days Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Happy*are Some Days



Flippant some words life is a day
to me then gone.
The song of cheesey cellers ripe
with holes molds you.
Greeny salads fumunganoneya
cherrys dressing some
do choose.
Ripest some do gripe I truly knew.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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