Here are my Brevette poems. If you want to know what those are, go here. Here are my poems:
mockingbirds
s i n g
freedom
Christ
l i g h t s
pathways
ladybugs
f l a u n t
spots
I'm preparing this limerick in advance. I wrote it for Sunday but it just doesn't seem appropriate for that day for some reason:
There once was a mockingbird young
At midnight this bird would give tongue
It's song was quite great
But it just sang so late
That I wanted that dadgum bird hung
©2021 by H. Linn Murphy
Actually I love mockingbirds and listening to them at night makes me happy. But this poem just slipped out. What can I say? I just have a warped sense of humor. I'd be much more inclined to want to hurl things a dove, because for many reasons they're completely stupid birds. Mockingbirds are smart. I've even heard one sound like a car alarm.
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