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Royal Safary

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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.
Thursday, August 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: history,man
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COMMENTS
Amitava Sur 31 August 2015
Liked your penning talking about facing the consequences on one's earlier activities. Nice
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Alexandro Johns 31 August 2015
Thanks for you comment my friend.
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Jayatissa K. Liyanage 27 August 2015
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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Alexandro Johns 01 September 2015
Thanks for you comment my friend.
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