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when you uncover dissatisfaction |
| Unfastened and uncovered, I'm dissatisfied by the contents I find inside. So, refasten and cover up, I must to hide my eyes from such disgust. But to conceal is only momentary, and on the whole, quite temporary. For any time I need some cash I must then reveal my stash. And again, disappointment finds me for my wallet is always..... empty. About This Poem: ▶︎ |