Dead BouquetA Poem by Alecia Noelle
This man,
He has brought so much to fear, But now it is time for us to shift the gear! Because, When trouble comes, He's no better than a Donkeys rear! Look! Look! Or he will lead the world astray, He might be president one day! And no matter how you dress it up, Try to pretty up an ugly pup! The truth is, An ashtray is ever but an ashtray, And upon the world, the stink will spray! The truth is, You can't save a dead bouquet! © 2016 Alecia Noelle |
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Added on March 25, 2016 Last Updated on March 25, 2016 Author
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