A Kiss From Jove Poem by Benjamin Age
A Kiss From Jove
Running here and there
Scampering for daily bread
Between you and me
Ills eating deep in between
At the theatre the singing birds
Girls dancing like hell and fire
Lust of men and burning desires
Beggars lurking at the banking
gates
Religious hypocrites with genuine
hate
Haramians burning at the
Northern
states
Men in black now watch over the
churches gates.
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