The Pound
The Pound
I pound you to be The Pound
in pound, swimming or to walk
till end of pound looking a pound,
which so pounding poundly well.
I give you this heavy pound, my pound,
I have them as two,
And I will pound you, will pound,
My Pound Best! My Pound Good!
The Pound Time, so heavy, so heavy,
so easy to loss all
just so poundly smell
and Drops pound around, pound around
- Pound!
- Pound!
- We pound to pound to pound!
(And this so strange all, and this so strange)
By (Miss) Eanna Inna Balzina-Balzin, on Monday, 1st August 2022 day, UK
"The Pound", poem, стихи
http://stihi.ru/2022/08/02/1009
https://proza.ru/2022/08/02/191
Ианна Инна Бальзина-Бальзин
Свидетельство о публикации №122080201009