Just not wet anymore.
Won't work as a door stop.
Must have some water.
WATER-WATER-WATER-WATER
In the baby bottle, SMALL BOTTLE-ok.
Just thirsty.
Want some cold WATER? ?
We don't have any water.
CRY-CRY-CRY, tears are water.
BUT-there not wet NOW.
TEARS NOT WET - TEARS NOT WET.
ACID RAIN no pain.
ACID RAIN no pain.
ACID RAIN no pain.
DRIP rain drops - DRIP.
Clouds full of ACID RAIN.
CRY-CRY-CRY-CRY.
11/24/2006 Joe Poewhit
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JESUS SAVES
Some water that we've drank are equally dangerous as the acid rain; the alcohol! Its killing us a slow death.
Joe This is amazing! Repetition working spectacularly. We down under in Aussie land are in drought drought drought. Great unforgettable work! Karin Anderson
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
LOL^_^