Poetry.

   You know a saint because he is saintly,

    you believe your soulmate because it’s souly.

    what are you that creep in at night?

    who are you who walks out before morning light?

    Saints are saintly.

    Don’t hint me any longer,

    for this i don’t hunger.

    Enough of bread and butter.

    please don’t serve me milk and water.

    Saints are saintly.

    Tutorials,yours are quaint.

    Lessons,yours are sleek.

   Compliment,it makes my heart faint.

   Conclusion,i hate that lake.

   My dear, Saints are saintly.

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  • Thankgod on Jul 2, 2011

    do more,improve more michael you are good

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