Mixed Up
I’m all mixed up
On thoughts I sup
Digesting words
From witty nerds
If my feet smell
And nose runs, well,
How would I flee?
My heart holds key
June Nash
Poem: Mixed Up, a Little Humor
June Nash
Fine art, Poetry, Creativity
Fine art, Poetry, Creativity
Mixed Up
I’m all mixed up
On thoughts I sup
Digesting words
From witty nerds
If my feet smell
And nose runs, well,
How would I flee?
My heart holds key
June Nash
June Nash 
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