Valve Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Valve



Valve

Whenever see you talk
Guess am by sewage pipe.

You stink like dead rat
Hidden inside my hat.

Filthy is your name so,
Ignore it as a "void."

Your valve-life is to end
By third of November!

Friday, September 18, 2020
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