of people we have met
matches not made in Heaven
you can scoop them up with a net
some were a waste of time
there are those we will always regret
when you get down to the nitty-gritty
I think we're the saneness ones yet
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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