Falling Off RocksA Poem by tynamiteFalling off rocks - the rocks, that rock the socks. You'll need a hell of a sock - to top the last sock. The last one will be done for none. Falling off rocks - the rocks, that rock the socks. People are trailing around for fun. Eager to eat some icy gum. Seeing all that lies, under the sun. Bluebells thrive, where they come. A woman lives among a fleet. Despite being stuck in her seat. She savours a wine, that is sweet. Step ladders rise, upon the off swing beat.
Falling off rocks - the rocks, that rock the socks. You'll need a hell of a sock - to top the last sock. The last one will be done for none. Falling off rocks - the rocks, that rock the socks. © 2011 tynamiteAuthor's Note
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tynamiteBirmingham, England, United KingdomAboutHello peepz! I write novels and short stories in the "urban life" genre going for the "thought provoking" style. You could call it realism, but even romance and crime novels can be realistic, so I.. more..Writing
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