New day
The rise of it all That shall make the less privilege fall, A knock at the door “hi! I am here for the dough” “here! Take" “thank you!" “And enjoy your beef stew” Fuel price, mounting! And our salaries, so disappointing! Lies! Lies! Lies! From the suits and ties wearers, Self proclaimed torch bearers, And the future! Very murky Goodbye juice turkey,
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You may see the world thru my words. You may see yourself thru my words. But mostly you may assume my poetry is about me. If a line kicks off the edge, imagine what a poem would do.
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