Dirty Jobs Poem by Maria Rose

Dirty Jobs

Rating: 4.5


How unpredictable is
This whole dirty enterprise!
From the day I first saw a snake,
The sight that broke
My shells prematurely,
I dreaded a death
By being eaten by it.
Now, see what was in store for me.
Before long, I was
Made to eat a snake and died.
Quite prematurely.
What a terrible blow
I had from world’s dirty job!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 02 October 2017

A nice poetic imagination, Maria. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks

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