The Q BluesA Poem by Desert Knavea poem about Scrabble
I just drew
The tardy Q And the board Has locked up Each bloody U And the blank Has long been used This one just might Cost me its Value times two As my chances Are by their Nature few I've got the Q blues Jim Lonsdale Poetry 2025
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1 Review Added on September 29, 2025 Last Updated on September 29, 2025 AuthorDesert KnavePhoenix, AZAboutI am in my mid-60's, a manic-depressive, seldom impressive, often recessive poet who loves the ocean, rain, the desert, and playing with rhyme. I am a native Arizonan, a Virgo, and a hair metal fan an.. more.. |

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