Classic poem of the day
Every child who has gardening tools,
Should learn by heart these gardening rules:
He who owns a gardening spade,
Should be able to dig the depth of its blade.
He who owns a gardening rake,
Should know what to leave and what to take.
He who owns a gardening hoe,
Must be sure how he means his strokes to go.
But he who owns a gardening fork,
May make it do all the other tools' work
Though to shift, or to pot, or annex w......
Member poem of the day
I feel trapped this wasn’t what I thought it would be.
Our love was suppose to conquer all maybe I was too naive, yea
I think it’s just me,
without love what is there?
Nothing there is nothing!
I want nothing, I need nothing, I love nothing.
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