A Mustard Seed is a Funny Thing
Poetry, if not in form, in matter
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Engagement
Bless me, Father, for I have sinned,
This reckless driving is getting out of hand;
I was caught going thirty in a forty-five,
It takes me so much effort just to stay alive.
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