Royal Safary Poem by Alexandro Johns
Royal Safary
The king shot elephants,
he shamed forever his grandchildren
and now like an old pachyderm
he limps close to the Stygian lagoon.
He carries an erect cold of crotch
before of blondes where they ignited flames
and his decrepit gesture curses the sorrows
already without anything where to put his look
except the withered legacy of his kingdom.
Retribution chooses no individual. It is natural. One has to pay for what one did. Excellent write highlighting a natural phenomenon.10.
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4/22/2024 2:35:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Liked your penning talking about facing the consequences on one's earlier activities. Nice
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