The Oversexed Orchards Of The Know Poem by Robert Rorabeck

The Oversexed Orchards Of The Know



Day plunders its
Sun around
My eyes,

Until I am of
Its ship,

And I go,

And the women
Don’t
Love me,

But their children
They are so
Beautiful;

It is such a
Shame that
They should have
To grow up,
Into
The over
Sexed
Orchards
Of the
Know.

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Very wise observation's, stolen perception of the academically missguided. Cool work((: :

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Robert Rorabeck

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