The Vultures Are Here To Finish The Job Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum
The Vultures Are Here To Finish The Job
I woke up with the feeling of being
a carton of ice cream in the freezer
I got out of bed and my bones chomped
like mountain-top snow
The cold was nibbling on them
because it already got the meat
The vultures are here to finish the job
When will the spring come
That's a pretty bad case of the winter blahs.......... nicely put though. I can definitely relate! Sincerely, Mary
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4/25/2024 5:21:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nothing worse than the chill in the bones. If I could I'd send you a hot water bottle. Hows that for 'thinking of you' type friendship. Nice poem. Love Ernestine XXX