I have no clue, on what to write or-
Say to my folks
In heaven, of course, nothing sad,
Perhaps, a joke,
From Sir Galahad,
I won't bring tears; for their free-spirits,
Transmit and permit,
Whisppering-me; soft and clear,
No burden upon us,
Gracious bless, love one, no more-
You, pickthe pieces, left behind,
I; the undersigned, I was so unkind,
So, what to write to you,
My dear folks
I've been a hoax, a dope,
Damn, putrefact yolk,
Still, no clue; what to say...Yay! Nay!
I'm lost in the middle,
Between, needles and hay.
By: Juli Monat
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