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Doncha Wanna Choka
 




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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