
A timorous fellow
Is that what you see?
How little you know
About little ol’ me
A rebel I was
and shall always be
No poker face here
Donned my timid facade
Not much threat
Just a little odd
But up each sleeve
It is quite true
Aces I hold
Not one, but two
Sadje’s What do you see # 244
I bet you’re still a rebel, haha. That’s a great poem of being timid and yet finding ways to deal with it. Well done.
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Thank you, Mason! 😊
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Very cleverly written Jennifer. Thanks for joining in.
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Thank you, Sadje!😊
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Most welcome
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