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National Poetry Writing Month Prompt II : Pancakes Hurling my bag on the bedroom couch, I cribbed & complained about the day. Look at you, you’ve become a grouch, Giggled grandpa from the hallway. My day was dreadful I scowled, Why aren’t all hours identically radiant I griped out loud. Oh my darling I’ll teach […]
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