Glasses

poem by: Chris Newman
Written on May 04, 2018 

What did I do with my glasses
My glasses 
What did I do with my glasses
I don't really know

 

Tags: Happy, Confused,

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Frank Hornby . commented on May 04, 2018 at 4:51pm
...what are you asking me for?......how the f-ck should I know!......hahaha....👍🏻
Frank Hornby . commented on May 23, 2018 at 10:13am
Chris....they're probably on your head.......hahaha.....that's wher I usually find mine....👍🏻
Frank Hornby . commented on May 23, 2018 at 10:19am
Here's the missing 'e'..........haha..

 

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