Sit For A SpellA Poem by Tarry FranckI twist, I turn Can't open A key trying to get through the door And I fall Yet silent to the floor, Have I been locked out Yet again While an errand Me you send, You not only locked me out But my love as well Where do I go from here To sit for a spell.
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