A fresh morning, a brisk tur,
and before my front step
my little pony--or was it s hint
reassurance of a reunion
my pony and i
swanky castle, spotted sky,
hearts & harvest...
nej
------disclaimer-----
not poetry.
merely stress induced vocabularial distortion
other side effects: constructing fake syndromes & inventing redundantfull words
& submitting lazy blog entries.
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