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May 2018
Choose your own adventure
Make your own imprint
To some I am a warning
To others I’m a hint

I am an innuendo
An oblique shaded tint
I’m exactly the kind of thing
That makes you bite your lip

I am constant happening
Susurrations in the breeze
Prodding notions raw emotions
To see what you believe

I am chance. Care to take one?
Do you like the odds?
I’m a clue. Care to buy one?
To pull back my facade

I’m a coin. Care to flip me?
Is it heads or is it tails?
I am choice. Care to make one?
Which of these two trails?

A wink, a tinge, felt on the fringe
Like cobwebs in the woods
I’m an omen still unchosen
Am I bad or am I good?
Stumblebum Fumbletongue
Written by
Stumblebum Fumbletongue  F
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         Rahama, Hedgehog, Mellow waves, R Jerry and Temporal Fugue
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