The fairy tales are cowed
when fallen from the crowd
mucked upon the milieu of hunger
as if their gods are deaf and deaden either.
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Hickory mixed up clock Criminality is not allowed and the crowd dislodged the cow The moo moos bleated The fossils rasped The rain flinted fire and I did laugh! ! ! One Peace at a Time..xx
This is an excellent piece, Doc..only you can do justice with this..I cannot do this, either.Very well penned, each lines pierces through my mind and soul, that i want to read this again and again..thank you for this wonderful sharing of your talent..I salute you.. love and hugs, Meggie