St.Range Rover Poem by sean north

St.Range Rover



who
brings relief

to
get this over

teeths
in shapes

like a
4leaf clover

dark
deadly drops

unlike
cliffs of dover

wasn't
drunk but

felt, so
hungover

It can took the range,
right out the rover.

Saturday, October 21, 2017
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