Me Poem by john tiong chunghoo
Me
Rating: ★5.0
oh god, what a work
this motor i reckoned to be me
is in fact your gadgets
to chain the devil
and shunted to a corner
i am asked to save my own soul
well, pray i will
below your buttock
above the devil's horns
Saturday, October 8, 2005
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4/18/2024 11:56:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
John I enjoyed your unsual poem. Thank you.