These next three poems are not correct in any way. They do not rhyme and they do not have that common rhythm that carries poems that are well turned. I am off, it seems, in meter, but, I cannot seem, somehow, to erase one somehow, despite what they are lacking, the turns of phrase have enchanted me..and I cannot seem to erase a single, forgive me critical readers..these next three poems are not master works of art..but since they reflect my heart and not my art..I am thinking it matters very little in the end.



Published by Bexley Benton. (Pen name)

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog.

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