Came across this poem - Worth a jot .
Oh love,
What a weird feather you are.
A sting like no other, you are.
A tickle like no other, you are.
This is an ode to the best of your forms,
This is an ode to the worst of your horns,
An ode to a strange relationship,
The one that can never ever fade,
Those who don't miss it, have no heart,
Those who want it back, have no brain.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
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