Same Old Tune Poem by sean north

Same Old Tune



Stuck between a
cro$s
Ana Grim reaper

Smiling'shard
Talk is cheaper

Holes are dark
as
Dungeons deeper

All these bees
Without no keeper

All humming around
In
Their heavenly hive

Thats full of funk
And full of jive

And full of piss
That's
Full of salt

Shrugging shoulders
Full of not's my fault

Scared and howling
At
This moon, like.

There's no lala bye
For the same old tune

Monday, October 2, 2017
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