Swine Indeed (Limerick) Poem by John Weber

Swine Indeed (Limerick)



They brewed-up vaccines morose
pledging to self-diagnose
disease most scary
hoping to bury
pathos with each costly dose.

Monday, February 15, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: limerick
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John Weber

John Weber

Milwaukee, WI
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