everyA Poem by S. Michael Long
All the f*****s cry for c**k
all the Christians cry for truth would you envy me to see the things I see and declare your lies as proof every w***e cries for just one more then a second yet a third every land dweller wants for favor wishes wings to fly with bird every consequence lends to circumstance every utterance to a word all and every misplaced feeling draws its influence from the herd © 2012 S. Michael LongFeatured Review
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