A Buried MineA Poem by Kenneth The PoetPublished at Poor Mojo's Almanack
Rocky crags of cryptic tongue
Battle-hardened folk in a powder keg Islanders embedded, a turban overlooking The world isn't completely fine
The fourteenth point was only dung
Compensate the warlord, he is hung © 2011 Kenneth The Poet |
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2 Reviews Added on May 26, 2011 Last Updated on May 26, 2011 AuthorKenneth The PoetBismarck, NDAboutKenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..Writing
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