•r•e•a•l•• P•o•e•t•r•y• Poem by Jackie Oakden
•r•e•a•l•• P•o•e•t•r•y•
As I am creating real poetry
without him disturbing my peace
my friend is busy in pottery
and having fun to say the least
she needs to be left alone
and so do i very much
his sickness has grown
i just hope its not us he wants to touch
it seems he has become a stalker
when my friend is online he is online
all he does is being the sick talker
when most of the time he is just lyin'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 4:02:29 PM # 1.0.0.1119
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