A Tanka To Deal With A Rancor Poem by Albert Price

A Tanka To Deal With A Rancor



Genghis Khan was born,
Gripping a blood clot in hand.
But Love Child more bold,
And if I can say more cold,
Grasped I.U.D. dripping blood.

Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: child
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