The Toothless Poem by viacheslav kupriyanov

The Toothless

The toothless
are rushing to splutter the truth
stuck in their gullets
Bunkum
was bound to their teeth
and fell out teeth and all
Listen
to the speech of the toothless
translate it
into the language
of the toothed

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