"Pedal as fast as you can to the end of the house with the purple roof. first one there wins" it's a sort of thing i missed some years ago when pushes and bruises made you tear, or so that is what i've come to hear from those born in spacious rooms lacking roaches under beds and piled up brooms.
someone posted this very question about a month back and it had given me lots of great new poetry to read, however, i seem to have misplaced that little piece of paper.
what is your favorite poem?
or...to make things even easier if no one feels inclined to answer again, anyone have the link to that post? thanks all, hope you're all doing great!