Dog goD 8Hate

Rookie - 481 Points (Grass Valley, Ca.)

Cuddle/Coddle N' Coolie - Poem by Dog goD 8Hate

How quaint, Molly-Coddle
never comes in here,
she's perceived things
that aren't.

It's like what is happening to
the 'city of the big shoulders? '
but 'skewed aroun' the waist! '

I don' know if they're still
hog butcher to the world?
The problem is...
they're ill-o-noise.

This modern din,
now shifting in status,
and due to ungainly views,
they say they're
headed as hogs,
to ill-fated pens
of ill-tempored gods?

To be made as hams,
and made ready
to eat, they say
for... sheep?

I couldn't say...
there's this duality?


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 24, 2013

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