Theodora (Theo) Onken
Insidious - Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken
Oh, but for all of their guile
Creeping from every direction
Cunning in their: Over The Rainbow...
Duplicitious in dubious selection;
Privacy 'twas splintered near ClearField
In days of a decade or so...
Insidious physical ailments-a Montgomery specialty
Only the carpet forensically knows...
The walls are clearly not hard of hearing...
Their power cuts in by three...
The air 'tis tainted from carpet fumes emitted...
The food and drink 'tis unfit for thee...
Oh, how the cold wind continues to blow
'Tis coming for a Cabel of: Birds Of A Feather...
Overwhelmed by all things now made clear...
Forcast for the group: Nothing but stormy weather...
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