Ashes Of The Penny Pinchers Poem by Jack Meoff
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Ashes Of The Penny Pinchers
Fire, flames, gas and guns
I've run out of the good bread buns
Helmets, shirts, mags and pants
All I've found to eat is ants
Whoosh, boom, boom, pow
Sniff sniff, choke choke
I cannot be seen with thee
No one wants to hang Auschwitz me
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: hate,love
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I found an ant mound in my yard and hit it with a rock, and bread crumbs went flying as I choked on the smell of victory.
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