Whriling Ghosts Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

Whriling Ghosts

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Whriling ghosts took me for a ride
Showed me a mountain of gold outwardly seen near
Kicked back and rode me for a fall
Dick-Paul-Harry out-vying outrunning; the ghosts cheer.

Wednesday, June 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: greed,outcast
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