Fifth ninety plus day

Still July’s seven days hence,

In my sixty-four years I have oozed,

Enough equivalent to seven Val’s,

Pussed enough to never puss again,

Sweated the great lakes,

Wish I had loved enough for twenty Val’s,

After I finally go after kitty crunches and Celery I’m going to return to sitting,

This afternoon I feel like an Easter Island guardian all they ever do is sit,

Watching the world go by,

Published by Val's Whitewolf Books

Val's Whitewolf Media Anchor PodCast. I write here on WordPress. I believe that everyone should tell their story and that every book is a learning tool that will help those of us who are writers become better at our craft.I'm learning plus becoming more confident as an empath its important to share and touch with my heart others harmed by others words. I sell books on Pango.

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