Nonsense 50 Poem by Phil Soar

Nonsense 50



He drew a sign up in the air
And waved his arms like crazy
Then he passed out, through drinking some stout
And the world went a little bit hazy

Thursday, August 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense
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