Mad Eye Moody Poem by Moses Samandar

Mad Eye Moody



Generic flying, eating healthy, fly like a cockney
Like a Martial Arts beast, like a young terri'ble.
So far so good, driving force, all cards in hand, why not?
I can breath fully, stop the intoxicants.
Healthy like a peach, living well, rich, powerful.
Living like royalty, wealth, aspiration, money.

Sunday, October 26, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: flying
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