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Spit At Angels

Rating: 2.8

We'll sit on clouds with bubble- Yum!
And share in young delights
As we pick the Angels- Fling!
Whoa, you knocked out all his lights...

Age might come to hinder- Oh!
But we will not be moved.
Kicking Angels in the- Well...
I guess God disapproved.

So we sit in everlasting- Ouch!
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Thursday, June 26, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: sin,youth,redemption
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
~ Jon London ~ 28 June 2008

Kyle, loved this piece humorous and very well composed....you've a great talent my friend keep'm coming best wishes Jon

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Callie Carroll 26 June 2008

I've always imagined angels to be rather impish. I can still see you there, in heaven, livening things up a bit. Thanks for reminding me of 'young delights.'

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nice. amazingly witty... most poems dont make me think so much like this one does...

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