Roger Bewman

Rookie (1976 BC / Virothiom)

Cia - Poem by Roger Bewman

CIA you’re a spray
You’re a goat
You’re a fig tree of ash and clay

Go away CIA
You’re as filthy
as a 1963’s day

CIA take your guns
and shove them up your arse
You’re all hyppocrites
You’re re all the disgusting pus

CIA you won’t live another day
Unless you change your hair to grey
But that won’t happen anyway
So piss off and go away

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 3, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 2, 2010


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