White Pickett Fences Poem by Akiva Roberts

White Pickett Fences



Building blocks of life
fill my head
with dreams:
white picket fences;
prisons for dogs and kids,
June Cleaver, MILF of the century,
waiting for Ward to leave for work
lets one rip.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joey Valenzuela 16 November 2009

the truth is..... they really are not fenced from us... they maybe are just loittering with us, instead.....hehehe...

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