Eclectic Scribe
rogue scholar | armchair sociologist | adventure capitalist | wistful thinker
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Yesterday's
Yesterday's poem is a bit late, but here it is- sent to a buddy of mine via text.
Jesse, now he's quite a runner
He actually finds nothing funner
Than pounding out miles
While remaining all smiles
Only stopping, for him, is a bummer.
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