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By scribbler, 15 June, 2015
Sparrow

I sent you a bribe
But me you only chide.
I am tired of the holidays
An arrow head will mend my ways.
I wonder what else I can do
What ever it is you will see through
So another holiday it will be
Unless I come in at number three.
Oh! Woe is little me
Yours Ian T.
PS:- Mine is:- "Home"

Come on guys and gals, ya'll can surely spare the time to enter a contest this easy. Now confession time. I've been in and out a lot lately due to shoulder problems. What does that have to do with this month's contest? I am the judge this month and fear I might miss an entry. So if you would all be so kind, I'd appreciate all entrants posting their poem's title here so it isn't overlooked during my still limited time here. BTW in place of bribes just send the pay off to Neopoet lol...........stan