City's Toad Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

City's Toad



Bank One ball park - what a blight on our fair city!

A monstrosity - ugly - standing like a toad in the way
of beautifying the city of Phoenix.

Such an eye-sore, something I'd rather turn away from
than look upon it.

An example of insidious misappropriation of our taxes,
being plied by the city of Phoenix.

Thursday, August 14, 2014
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