Derigibles Poem by Keagan Meyer

Derigibles



Derigibles float high above the earth
without jets or wings.
Those in them joyous, filled with mirth,
Inside these flying things.
They see the people on the ground
So tiny and so small
If i was in one, I'll expound,
I'd dropp bricks upon them all.

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