County Fair - Poem by Saiom Shriver
Ox roast over fire
of an axed old oak.
From holy cow and holy tree
spiraling unholy smoke.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Johnny One Note. Sometimes a note repeated is remembered. I affirm that all politicians and corporation officers crticized by this pen have God indwelling them.
Isaiah 1: 11 I delight not in your blood sacrifice.
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