The Old Folks Home Poem by Mick williams

The Old Folks Home



Pacing and minding my own business
What a beautiful day it is
Then I saw a venus
I persue them with dark intent
From my own twisted dimension
Of practices and intrest
I never captured the beautiful feminine blue jay
But I found an ancient place of resting
I explored it after shifting skins
With the art of trickery and deception
I found an old age unwilling mate
Within I take them an another
Its all in the love and fun of desire and pleasure

Thursday, February 16, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: fun
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Mick williams

Mick williams

paterson, new jersey
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