Crock-Sockers Poem by Eillio Imbasciati
Crock-Sockers
Crock-sockers,
They ate 'em all
For good reason,
As they were too anemic to prosper
Muscles tender,
They also do little in this case
Horse stories every day,
During the nights, it's a bunch of bull
Time to be bullish on those who are so matter of fact,
Since motivation and interest seems at an all-time low in many facets of organized communication
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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