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Pricking of My Thumbs

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #44
De is getting a “kick” out of writing a Quadrille today

Pricking of My Thumbs

 

it was a sharp kick(le)
in my pumped up ventricle
to discover you were fickle
it left me feeling sick(el)
and now I’m in a pickle
I’m left without a nickel
my thumbs begin to prickle
mixing up some chicle
turn you into pumpernickel

How silly!

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