Friday, Lets Celebrate · 10:38pm Mar 13th, 2020
They say the spirits whisper,
on cold days by the fountain,
about a lonesome spirit wisher,
their existence debated, uncertain.
She once held claims of her own,
and many did she berate,
but now in the dump she's thrown,
those who believe it, do relate.
But the whispers aren't lasting,
their memories... are passing.
Happy Filthy Friday~.