Ambrose -- A Twisted Nursery RhymeA Poem by MomzillaNC Mimicking "Little Miss Muffet" Miss Mary Klatoeze waited in the shadows biding time in repose Hovered like a spider drips poisonous ichor to bring karma upon Ambrose He had watched her dying Reveled in her crying ‘Nother now he’s tying She rose to make him pay misty shadow pulsed his way She brought him horror in dying © 2023 MomzillaNC |
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Added on October 8, 2023 Last Updated on October 8, 2023 Author
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