Mark Twain - Poem by ERNEST CLARY

This short life we live
toil to end
all we give
beg borrow and lend

some bio written on pages
all thats left
we fall to the ages
the thief; death

some dilligently strive
others roam about
some take a dive
from a boat so stout

will you leave a mark
for all to hear
or you're death dark
evading future ear?

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  • (1/30/2010 8:19:00 AM)

    A couple of mixed metaphors and disjointed syntax do NOT a poem make! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2010

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