(Poem #85 on new numbering scheme)
I was walking home from work just now, and someone's extremely small dog ran at me, barking loudly. I was startled and yelled, which scared the people whose dog it was. My mood slipped, wobbled, crashed.
– a nonnet
(Poem #85 on new numbering scheme)
I was walking home from work just now, and someone's extremely small dog ran at me, barking loudly. I was startled and yelled, which scared the people whose dog it was. My mood slipped, wobbled, crashed.
– a nonnet