Ruthie

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    Ruthie
    Ruthie
    By Phread

    I bought a brand new motorbike,
    And, proud as I could be,
    I rode it over to Ruthie’s house
    To let her touch and see!

    Ruth asked if she could have a ride
    She climbed on in back of me.
    We hit a bump at 55,
    And I rode on rurthlessly…

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    wheelsal commented on Ruthie

    07-21-2009

    Hi from one poet to another. This is funny and I like it. Sally
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    Phread

    07/21/2009

    Thanks, Sally!

    spbsdude commented on Ruthie

    07-20-2009

    Waht a clever and funny poem. I love this classic that you told me about when we first shared muffins. Where are you Phread, where have you gone to. I haven't heard from you in over a week. Please feel free to e-mail me or send a private message in this forum. Your friend, Tom Fullmer
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    Phread

    07/20/2009

    You never know where muffins can take you...

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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