When her Boredom gets madness, When still... get over After sadness, When all looking... Like kidd did something. The whole time, Then, both On our heinie heinz, When ketchup... When goodies break the ice and Looking for fine, Which hand is it in? Can you guess? Pick one, which one. Reachy, she hides It un un un Under my heinie. Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts. Please leave a comment. Copyright 2025 K.A. Smith
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K.A. Smith
K. A. Smith – published author and poet with experience in architectural design. I try to bring love and life into every poem or story. I believe every piece of art is "effective" in some way. Please follow along, and share your thoughts.
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