My Loss Poem by Julius Adolf

My Loss



Some Insane Worthless Creatures
Took Away My Precious Treasures
My Emotions Were So Under Pressure
Though It Turned Out To Be A Pleasure.


I Was Taught A Pretty Lesson
Which I Have Slowly But Surely Sown
This Be A Tight Story To Tell My Son
So He Would Be Best Friends With The Sun.


Now I Gotta Get Rid Of This Miseries
And Them Beautiful Mysteries
With Plenty Of Time To Recover
The Loss Of My Face's Front Cover.

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