The rain rinsed her

Thinkings and poems 1 Minute
This is my blood by Katherine

There was a young lady from Windsor

Who got washed as she used rain to rinse her

She went out in Storm Gladys

And this is the sadness

The gale and the hailstones have minced her!

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I like art, poetry,history, literature,cooking,doing nothing to music.And conversation

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