Bengali Tiger Danger Poem by Moses Samandar
Bengali Tiger Danger
X-A-Pacx
Smell power of aid
We dance through a complex enough circle, winning and losing.
Acid smell, magnesium burnin' rubber, i-see
Livin' rock n'roll, livin' dance puppet
BMW force and lineage, Merc all-around maker.
Holiday-Inn. Drive?
Bengali tiger on the loose, strap on that rope.
Sure I can, yes that's right I can.
Saturday, August 23, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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