Tuesday, May 5, 2009


I hear ricking, tick-tick-ticking at my door.
who should stand there? little Jade there, nothing more.
'what do you want here, with my time dear?'
'I am selling you a tear, nothing more'
'This is suspicious, and malicious, also fictitious'
'One of you mammals should have knew, only if you had a clue, that's why I am here'
Then Jade left in a flash, took off with dash, nothing more.
Now I stand here, with no fear, wide open is the door.

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