Bullwinkle
I have no advice.
Write what’s nice.
Ride a bike.
Then realize
Rhyming words are all alike.
Write what you want.
Eat a croissant…
With a sprinkle.
No one knows all -
Except for Bullwinkle.
Copyright © David Crandall | Year Posted 2024
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