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odessa sings alone
thom-fool day
when sages congregate
and fools anticipate
the trembling of their punny bone
odessa sings alone
night and day
harp music fills her soul
as march goes on parole
may time not guzzle all my days
nor steal my spirit's praise
straightaway
this april day is but the first
nor can its prospects be reversed
© Copyright 2020 April 01
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
___________________________
NaPoWriMo2020—April 01
odessa sings alone
thom-fool day
when sages congregate
and fools anticipate
the trembling of their punny bone
odessa sings alone
night and day
harp music fills her soul
as march goes on parole
may time not guzzle all my days
nor steal my spirit's praise
straightaway
this april day is but the first
nor can its prospects be reversed
© Copyright 2020 April 01
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
___________________________
NaPoWriMo2020—April 01
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