RIP Ami Bovurd

RIP Ami Bovurd

A Poem by Ami Bovurd

Poor Ami Bovurd,
is anybody bothered,
that with hairbrush in her hand she passed away?

Cos no-one ever told her
just because the water's colder
doesn't mean you use the drier in the bath.

Her life went in a flash
and her hair fell into ash
now her poems are all that's left and that is that!

NIghty night Ami!

© 2014 Ami Bovurd


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Added on February 18, 2014
Last Updated on February 18, 2014

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Ami Bovurd
Ami Bovurd

Iceland



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