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Little surprises,
sometimes pleasant, others not
have one nibbling nails,
wondering what's coming next,
suck wind from one's sails.
How does one prepare the heart
for unpleasantness?
My dear grandmother taught me,
expect the unexpected.



A choka poem


By cherryk

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - Brain Tease 38 (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - Brain Tease 38 (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - Brain Tease 38 (challenge has been closed)


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