28 July 2012
@timmsyy
A race of literature, And I'm winning,
A sea of words, And I'm swimming.
A house of paper, Fragile and thin,
Don't open the door, The wind will blow in.
A garden of ink, Black and blue,
These exotic plants, Are so fresh and new.
Many different books, On a shelf,
If words were money, I'd be rolling in wealth.
A race of literature, Everyone's frowning.
A sea of words, And I'm drowning,
A Sea Of Words • Opuss № I