I ate humble pie
In some acts wee
She too
But together we sing alike cuckoo.
Be it apple or humble
As sweet and sour preamble
We get the tastes
And avoid future regrets.
Apologies or humilaions somehow
Make us bow
To move along with cautions
And enjoy our renewed transformations.
Spinal functional feels
With flexible zeals
Teach us to see
Even if we eat humble pie.


Comments: 10
She's like eat my pie...
Very humbling indeed.
I think you caught the ebb and flow of any relationship, in any kind of intercourse, with exactitude here, manoj.
Have nice time.
WHAT RUBBISH YOU TALK... A DISGRACE FOR GATHER.
Mind your language plese.
I am forwarding your comments to Gather moderator and owners.
Best wishes.