Foreign Accolade Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Foreign Accolade



Shepherds walking on all fours, listening to music in a foreign language.
Wondering where they are with this strange verbal accolade pouring forth.
Steadily padding along, looking from side to side, and not finding any reason for it to be happening in the United States Of America.

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