Tonight's Poet Corner: Well, Well
Well, Well
by Belinda Roddie
The door is locked good and tight,
and the key is stored away, yet
I still managed to sneak on in
through the broken window pane.
You look nervous, friend. I see it,
how the wine glass shakes in your
hands. Calm your bones a bit and
recover your wits. It's time for
the games to begin.
by Belinda Roddie
The door is locked good and tight,
and the key is stored away, yet
I still managed to sneak on in
through the broken window pane.
You look nervous, friend. I see it,
how the wine glass shakes in your
hands. Calm your bones a bit and
recover your wits. It's time for
the games to begin.
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