We'Re Number 1 Poem by His Homeynence Sir Peckerwood Ali III
We'Re Number 1
Rating: ★2.9
Quiet on the home front
Parties at war exhausted
Their pens dripping venom
Of Scoundrel
And blood
Of Poet
Their hearts hardened
By Satan's folly
Their egos
Sated
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
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4/26/2024 2:09:10 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Not too sure about this poem. Yet good luck with it.