Days Of Tomarrow Poem by Roger Pratz

Days Of Tomarrow

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Truth hurts
Like baby seals
In a buttered frying pan
Banjo land mines
Waiting for split toed pigeon hearts
Speakers bleed the names
Of Mcdonalds cartoon
Propagand
And badgers feast on bleach brown bone meal
Some nice elderly couple
Should come and
Fix this mess
For the orphans grow
Hungry

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ruby Root 04 July 2006

Very unique and different. You are creative and your use of vivid imagery is good. Take care.

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