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Fetching A Frisbee

  • Writer: Faith Larraine Boone
    Faith Larraine Boone
  • May 31, 2023
  • 1 min read

I was released from my shell

Set free from my past

I love this new nude

My dream was to race fast


If I was your cage

And to know I could

Left me with no rage


New Feelings to Caress

My heart all a freakin’ flutter

I wail as I flee

I run down my muffin like butter


Shinning the star

Polishing the shoe

Wiping the screen

I’m all the way half through

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