angels are like soliloquies written by Shakespeare
it can be true it can be weird
a soliloquy is like me on a joy ride.
I heard an angelk say wake up
the angel was overvanious and prideful
I enjoy the company of angels
it tastes like fools cake
gotta make dat money man
don't be fake!
the angels went into a deep sleep and did not wake up!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.