Little Jack Horner
Lived in the house on the corner
The place cover in rose vines
People would stare
For the beauty that was there
When the blooms opened at springtime
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Be sully The world needs more laughter Be silly Be strange Don't be the same Don't follow the crowd Be who you are No matter wha...
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