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Word

Tis with sadness
And great regret
H have no solution
To the Word just yet

And thus submissions
To poetry corner my friend
With no Word
Will come to an end

As i am lacking
In that skill
That ability
Is my Achilles Heel

So hence the sadness
And great regret
I'm off to see
The local vet

And await the jab
To put me down
My lack of skills
In which i drown

So to this day
I'll so much miss
My derriere
In which to kiss

I lack the skills
I so regret
Hence my visit
To the vet!

Lost for Word

by Jemia
Written by missjem56 (Jemia de Blondeville)
Published
Author's Note
many of my poems have been published in a local arts paper, they now need submissions via Word, this old laptop hasn't got it
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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