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http://danitruedat.wordpress.com...Here's mine!<br /><br />http://danitruedat.wordpress.com/2014/02/06/28-to-create-5-hunted/Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653846539518810693.post-86107669675440463302014-02-06T06:07:52.198-06:002014-02-06T06:07:52.198-06:00https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=1015218607...https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10152186075059183&set=a.232268799182.132536.508144182&type=1&theater&notif_t=photo_commentActressontherunhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01788951576040834981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653846539518810693.post-75589056352543599062014-02-06T05:41:01.433-06:002014-02-06T05:41:01.433-06:00HUNTING FOR WORDS
Clarissa McFairy
When Morpheus ...HUNTING FOR WORDS<br />Clarissa McFairy<br /><br />When Morpheus visits,<br />I kiss his feet<br /><br />He’s not around much<br />these days<br /><br />Same with my Muse<br /><br />I have to hunt them down<br />with sniffer dogs<br /><br />I never find them;<br />they find me<br /><br />when I’m not looking<br /><br />Who knows where<br />they are now ~<br /><br />a dirty weekend maybe;<br />Morph and my Muse<br /><br />They have it good<br /><br />Bet he sings her to sleep<br />in soporific tones,<br /><br />brings her breakfast in bed;<br />squiggly squid<br /><br />to up her ink-take<br />and eggs<br /><br />to egg her on<br /><br />while I sweat it out here,<br />trying to WRITE<br /><br />with no SLEEP<br /><br />Copyright © 2014 Clarissa McFairyclarissa mcfairyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00205324020575183363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653846539518810693.post-90595994756286043792014-02-06T04:12:51.993-06:002014-02-06T04:12:51.993-06:00HUNTING FOR WORDS
Clarissa McFairy
When Morpheus ...HUNTING FOR WORDS<br />Clarissa McFairy<br /><br />When Morpheus visits,<br />I kiss his feet<br /><br />He’s not around much<br />these days<br /><br />Same with my Muse<br /><br />I have to hunt them down<br />with sniffer dogs<br /><br />I never find them;<br />they find me<br /><br />when I’m not looking<br /><br />Who knows where<br />they are now<br /><br />maybe a dirty weekend<br />Morph and my Muse<br /><br />They have it good<br /><br />Bet he sings her to sleep<br />in soporific tones,<br /><br />serves her breakfast in bed;<br />squiggly squid<br /><br />to up her inktake<br />and eggs <br /><br />to egg her on<br /><br />while I sweat it out here,<br />trying to WRITE<br /><br />with no SLEEP<br /><br />clarissa mcfairyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00205324020575183363noreply@blogger.com