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Life
Life is an onion
I wish it was sweeter
My toes hurt from bunions
As my feet walk St Peter
There is paint on my toes
And sin on my head
As God only knows
The heart of pure lead
I wish it was sweeter
My toes hurt from bunions
As my feet walk St Peter
There is paint on my toes
And sin on my head
As God only knows
The heart of pure lead
Published 7th Sep 2013
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Anonymous
7th Sep 2013 9:39pm
Wow! I Luv this too. So clever, but our heart is not made of lead! You are a sweetheart and I'm a better person thru knowing you! :)
7th Sep 2013 10:26pm
7th Sep 2013 10:32pm
"Life is an onion
I wish it was sweeter"
Hehe,I liked these lines. The comparison of life to an onion - many layers (of lessons being taught I'm assuming), induces tears most times...
Short. Cute. I enjoyed the read. (:
I wish it was sweeter"
Hehe,I liked these lines. The comparison of life to an onion - many layers (of lessons being taught I'm assuming), induces tears most times...
Short. Cute. I enjoyed the read. (:
8th Sep 2013 00:57am
Those are nice purple flowers you
have they Hyacinth somewhat different to
the onion of life, adding colour and vitality!
For that I am grateful you come by today
to visit my little poem, thank uuuuu
Best wishes
Rice
have they Hyacinth somewhat different to
the onion of life, adding colour and vitality!
For that I am grateful you come by today
to visit my little poem, thank uuuuu
Best wishes
Rice
