cheung shun sang
A Work With Meter - Poem by cheung shun sang
A work with meter…
Fool rush in where gods are far ways apart.
Jokes quite apart take the hells bent on ways.
Start doing beat roots befall hallow gods.
Idle boasts are come long to truth as sources.
Sic em are bad names but hang dogs are good.
Colors burnt are dark flames but codes names are kick.
Need hours are side kicks but front houses above.
Who catch an apple pie with sweet to none?
At trails the cards were stick on stacks when go.
Before your plays who draw the circles spaces.
A hunter witch afford the widen boys.
As sod to all are socks on toes with threads.
A Cauchy3 have cables none can call to gods.
Amounts on purposes get from tricks and treats.
Rah-Rah plates are rail road works.
Raises hells go with gooses step works.
Eat crows mark with kings boast works.
Earths worms worth a man choose works.
Fish baits hide by talk head works.
Talk head tongues take oil works.
Top gold notch the ton weight works.
--Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3--
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