As I stepped out my house
Whispers would plague the yard
As they spoke of obscenities'
Stains of black appeared
They ruined my yard
Never thought about their actions
Just kept on speaking
.
The snakes would morph into people
Try to talk about what they shouldn't
Intelligence in areas of grey
Emotional levels of a toddler
Shallowness of a money-loving man
They did not mind their business
And therefore I did
.
What was my solution?
I mowed the grass
Filled empty burrows
And used the water hose
About the Creator
Lovely Lucia
An archive of my stories I publish every now and then.
To the people who read my poems and short stories; Thank you!



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