We,, Now, Kaput Poem by Sandra Feldman

We,, Now, Kaput



We elected our Noose,
And cooked our Own Goose
And now we're All Kaput,
Like that German marching Boot!

Tuesday, July 1, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: friendship
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chuy Amante 01 July 2014

And so man learns from pain... sounds a bit insane! I'd rather see a goose fly higher than have it here in my old fryer

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Gajanan Mishra 01 July 2014

good writing, thanks, I like it.

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