Beauties be blamed by bashful boys.
By beaten breasts barbaric boys bark, "but blame beauties!"
Biting between bloody, bitter breaths.
"Beguiling beauties bewitch bashful boys by blasphemy!
Beware!
Because bashful boys beseech biblical, behaved, bonny brides!"
But bashful bastards breed bountiful brethren,
beholden by brute banalities.
Beauties, be brave.
Beauties, bode bold beliefs.
Because beauties be blamed by bashful boys.
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Joan Crow
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The Bird Nest
Downy tufts puff out, Warmth inside a house of hair, Drowsiness abounds. A/N: I sometimes imagine what it would be like to sleep in a bird nest, provided I can be bird-sized in the fantasy of course. I think it would be cosy! More longer stories to come! -TWW
By ThatWriterWoman4 days ago in Poets
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