Freda Mans

Zero


As I sat to write this post I thought of the letter Z, our host Since poetry is what I've done I thought real hard but could come up with none I even did a Google search But there was zero on this earth Not one prose was made me for me So I got typing and here we be It may be lame but I don't care At least that there is something here See you next round, this is all I've got At least I took a stab, a shot.
~ Freda Mans



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**No compensation was received for posting. This post is part of a weekly meme. The poetry is an original written by the owner of this site.
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