Ripples I talk.
Relaxing I listen.
Racing I walk.
Slaying monsters.
Brightly I sing.
Suddenly stop.
Sparkling ring.
Often I’m bold.
Hidden is fear.
Orange you glad.
No I can’t hear.
Peanut butter pout.
Temptingly touch.
Tickling laughter.
Question so much.
Loudly silent.
Soapy is fine.
Slicker yellow.
Senses mine.
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Thursday Poets Rally entry wk27