Choleric Poem by Oscar Dhonesquil Esquilona
Choleric
It makes me red like crimson
When you tickle my side up to the bone
My quick temper arises
And when I speak, comes out a disgrace!
It's an acupuncture
I feel deep within my core
When I anger, I shout with a lion's roar!
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: anger
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