Whee hours of 3.

There are certain values do keep,

all of us who see it as a woe and yes in terms of weep.

This crept in as a new Monday’s revelation

while I took in a 3 hour sketching perforation,

of my knees locked incarceration of the love of food.

Do bring in the swollen inflammation.

Y is the love of the letter, yet Z doesn’t given 

any of this insane quatrain of lines 

will not even pertain on a single note.

Aah the dawn beckons.

While I wait for a loving embrace of rain.

😏😏😗😸🆕☝🆙

©O.a.M

®Artsydhude 97-19

™XENOphagz

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