No sweat Katherine Thinkings and poems August 14, 2021August 16, 2021 1 Minute No sweat he cried for I do what I wish I eat pizza from a crooked dish Share this:PrintEmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Related Published by Katherine I like art, poetry,history, literature,cooking,doing nothing to music.And conversation View all posts by Katherine Published August 14, 2021August 16, 2021
Hello Katherine. Dropped in for a taste of your poetry and wound up with pizza. Hope you are well. Reply
Hello Katherine. Dropped in for a taste of your poetry and wound up with pizza. Hope you are well.