Frustrated Times Poem by DAVID GERARDINO

Frustrated Times



TWO fat hands,
two left feet,
your a looser with a gun.
YOU take this life with
your evil ways, then piss
it out for fun.
ITS cold and dark
in your cave,
still you find your way
around,
you take this life with
your evil ways, then piss
it out for fun.
THIS story ends with a
rabbit in a hat, and a
creaking of his cage,
his eyes are sharks,
his hands are sharp,
and his shadow kills the heat.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kristin Foster 13 May 2006

do u go to turner high school

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Emma Johnson 12 May 2006

A lovely symbolic piece, Susie.

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Goldy Locks 11 May 2006

there's an ancient twist to this by relating to a cave - suggesting earlier, crude methods of surviving the darkness. interesting piece.

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