The poet girl is something pure
He says a sonnet write for Sue
That simply does not work for you
A pretty kyrielle I’m sure.
Friendship is often the best cure
My friend, a sister in my heart
She writes fine words that is her art
A pretty kyrielle I’m sure.
Tainted minds together endure
Dark moments come into the light
At last, my world has somewhere bright
A pretty kyrielle I’m sure.
The poet girl is something pure
A pretty kyrielle I’m sure .
© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.
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