Today I got my fingers burnt ...
At my age you would think I'd learnt
to guard against catastrophe,
No, not someone as daft as me.
I should have seen that it was hot,
Oh what Injuries I have got ...
It pains me and it makes me cry
Why did I touch ... Why oh why?
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Reviews of "Burnt Fingers"
Reviewed by Cathy Montgomery (Reader)
Reviewed on July 27, 2002
Boy o boy...done that, too...
Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on July 26, 2002
any chance there is something boiling just beneath the surface of this one? hmmmmm.. great write. katy.
Reviewed by Paul Calvin Wilson (Reader)
Reviewed on July 25, 2002
Regrets, I have a few... Time to put the feet up and chill out. Good poem though.
Five years have passed. The sequel to the award-winning Chapel of Eternal Love, this book revisits the same couples in the first book, and where the lives have taken them since they left the altar at The Chapel of Eternal Love
Five years have passed. The sequel to the award-winning Chapel of Eternal Love, this book revisits the same couples in the first book, and where the lives have taken them since they left the altar at The Chapel of Eternal Love
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