Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
I Don't Know Why You Are So Sensitive
Not one word from me did you hear,
About your lifestyle being in a state of shambles.
Or my saying anything about your way of life lived,
Sitting on the edge of oblivion.
'It was implied.'
How?
'Your eyes are very expressive.
When they squint and your jaw drops,
It is a hint...
Something does not meet with your approval'
I don't know why you are so sensitive.
I am very tolerant of that which soon will not exist.
Somebody will eventually learn,
Which end of a broom is used and what a mop does.
poem
by
Lawrence S. Pertillar
solid border
dashed border
dotted border
double border
groove border
ridge border
inset border
outset border
no border
blue
green
red
purple
cyan
gold
silver
black