Caveman Of Boston~ Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken
Caveman Of Boston~
Woe to the insanity of it all...Boston!
Madness has played it's last game with me!
I've had more than enough-of your harassing stuff- -
Filled with a deluge of anger that is easy to see;
We are prepared for just about everything...
As your dark-disrespectful ways suffocate our lives
Encroached upon, invaded and spiked illegally
You are the gasoline that fuels our drive;
Woe to you-the miscreants of illegal...
Crude, rude, barbarian of horrific personal crime- -
Go back to your cave and carve yourself a new one
We're not playing your game this time;
By, Theodora Onken
January 5,2013
With special thanks to Doug G. and Jim M.
This write is meant to include any of his helpful 'little elves'
It still blows my mind over and over again to know that there really are people like this in our civilized world...would love the chance to put it to them: How would you like it, if the shoe was on a different foot and i and we were doing these things to thee...think about it. Doubt, i would get much reaction as i am of the belief that those involved in such actions do not have consciences anyway.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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