Life And Banks Poem by Francesca Johnson
Life And Banks
Rating: ★5.0
Bah!
(or baaaaaa..)
Gimme lamb shanks.
One could bar banks
and get those shanks
on my own fire.
The banks could be the buyer.
They freeze money.
Chill out, guys.
I'm thinking of MY milk and honey.
I don't care about all that.
My stove's going.
I've nothing owing.
Just give me the shanks,
thanks.
(in collaboration with George BernardBloodyShaw)
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
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4/19/2024 8:14:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A lovely collaboration penned with intense feelngs...Thanks!