Charade And Masquerade Poem by John Sensele

Charade And Masquerade



At supersonic speed, Masquerade
Flew into the firm arms of Charade.
Said Charade, 'Scram, phony.
Ain't got no space for crony.
Claim your rightful niche and fish, Parade.'

Tuesday, March 22, 2016
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John Sensele

John Sensele

Ndola, Zambia
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