Wednesday, September 9, 2015

a little book of prose-poetry ... 50



Harken, dear friend,
To what may become
A WhimsiLand scoop
As I shimmy and shake
With my hula hoop.
Headlines tomorrow
In all of the press
Will see me the winner;
At least that’s my hope
And my WhimsiGal guess.
— Garry D. Kilbourn

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