Theodora (Theo) Onken
Some Gifts Are Given~ - Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken
Oh lady of woe have you no shame?
Heartless deviant of mime
Sour spewer of innuendo...
Voracious doom caster of time;
Oh lady of woes - still living in yesterdays error's
Weaving your tarnished visuals of questionable crime
You the mass alienator of the good souled
You - the muse of obtuse rhyme...;
Your day is, indeed, coming my lady
A promise we've kept and 'tis due...
For your intimidtion of God's forgiven
A Karmic gift has been chosen especially for you!
By, Theodora Onken
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