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Twinkling Lights a set of haiku
by Hank T. Blue twinkling lights, Always give up their blue sprites. But be them gold lights… A Christmas tree bulb, Will break if not held with care. But be them gold lights… Those Black cowboy hats, Are never caught without spats. But be them gold lights… A hundred watt bulb, Could light up a room, not world. But be them gold lights… All kinds of good lights, Will always twinkle at night. But be them gold lights… A beautiful light, Will not touch an ugly bulb. But be them gold lights… |
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