new quatrains

Going passed doing something before.
A tricycle, with only one back wheel.
Putting forth its weight a fraction.
Autumn, leave me alone to heal.
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I saw the hammered pig set.
Cup of tea with tv moan.
We have no sugar here tonight,
just dots that have no home.
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That rust in the little clamps they claw,
They'll never wear a suit.
With chin-ups almost to the nose.
Making baskets almost cute.
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Perhaps something like a doll.
Shouting, go-go, go-go, go-go!
The inner "inside" misalignment.
Shouting not for me no ho-ho.
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How about, a frost-chilled garden.
Where massive pumpkins grew.
Sirens loud at let the dogs out.
Small bridge over maybe two.
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You-don't have to feel sorry.
Just tell us where you stayed.
To get some education.
The room was "large" nudge-nudge that way.
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