Does it have to be human?
And poetry's divine.
Take me back to Pioneer Days.
It's grief time.
Falcon frenzy!!
Every other day.
Again, it's rhyme time.
This poem sponsored by alt, gay and from New Jersey
Not overdramatic, I know what I want.
I love you Helen Hunt.
I hardly know her!
Mawwiage is what bwings us togevah today.
