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Triplets Small Ones

Triplets Small Ones

Hello Archer

If I make any comment,
Perhaps you'll ask
The Arrower,
To shoot me
Out of this tent,
So I shall for a while
Remain silent,
Tis OK Steve!

Seasonal Poet

Songbird has said it all
I would like to make
Just a slight change,
In place of seasonal
I wish to say,
Seasoned Poet,
If I may
Amidst the density of
Wikis Laureates

Our Sons
Child is the father of man
But now we know
Son alone
Is the father
Of a genetic son
A rising one
If fathers sperms
Are not deficient
Of the Y chromosome,

No woman can give birth
To a son of her own
Though, neither daughters too,
But the Y gene is a must
For birth of a son
How I wish
All modern women,
This now knew!

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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