poem by: Raychill Ellisonwonderland
Written on Dec 10, 2015

A space online that will, with time, 
hold mostly thoughts and odes of mine.  
Some with ease, may not be pleased
Some will wonder, what spell I'm under
To think such things and say out-loud
What some may think
Most don't allow.  
So I implore, you 
to ignore, if what I think, 
you don't adore.  

I'm nothing special.


Tags: humor, rhyme,


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