Immolation Of Peers Poem by Jack the Ripper
Immolation Of Peers
If you insult someone you might stunt
Their inclination to become what they dream to be,
And we know the world would be a horrible place
With one less writer want-to-be.
Oftentimes gardens sit and decay
Because nobody has the courage
To burn them away
So the next time you see
A garden of weeds,
Be a bit rough...
That's all that they need.
get rid of all the crap involving flowers and post some poems involving helicopters
I agree Jack, no sense in killing off everything in the garden, just a bit of rough prunning does wonders. Nicely put! Tai
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 10:15:28 AM # 1.0.0.1119
And death to political correctness! Too true, Jack: why be PC when it comes to criticism? True 'constructive' criticism comes from the guts, not from diplomacy.