The Evil Poem by David McLansky

The Evil



The Evil often die in bed
A comfy pillow under head;
Surrounded by life-fawning friends,
Self-righteous to the very end.

Monday, September 16, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: evil,friends
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Moutusi Sen 16 September 2013

Lovely 4 lines. :) :)

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