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Ruth Forberg
Poems
Feb 2016
Fleck
Danger, dirt and grime
penetrate my mind
With time, I find
I'm getting cruder
I flop to the floor
on bended knees
I weep for me
and only me
Because who else in
this Great Big World
gives a flying frisbee
Written by
Ruth Forberg
Chicago
(Chicago)
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