Tricked Poem by Neil Crawford

Tricked



The cafe flowers looked so real
I thought they must be plastic.

There's a message for us all
in there somewhere.

Beware of the truly authentic,
it is bound to surround the fake.

Monday, March 12, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: flowers
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Neil Crawford

Neil Crawford

CHESTER, ENGLAND.
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