Lonely Grave Yard Worms Poem by John Shea

Lonely Grave Yard Worms



Well here we are staring at our fare
With this tasty sweet bite to sate.

Lets throw a party
lets start at the heart of the matter.

Scatter the bones over the earth
It gives it strength to create.

Matter we crave
In order to save

Our job on earth
Death then birth.

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John Shea

John Shea

Cherry Point N.C.
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