November 27, 2010

7 Thoughts

Soldiers boring, borrowed soaring,
feathered yellow lies
Cold years roaring, Tozer's flooring,
tethered in disguise
Liquor's here! From beer to bier:
meritocracy!
Vicars fear the heathen cheer
with blind hypocrisy
The racial myth ignores the pith
and settles for the shallow
The giant squid
Gnaws my face!
Get it off!
The pain endured!
I hope I'm the rope
and not the gallow.
I hope I'm the rope
and not the callow.

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