David McLansky

Veteran Poet - 1,564 Points (5/24/1944 / New York City)

The Evil - Poem by David McLansky

The Evil often die in bed
A comfy pillow under head;
Surrounded by life-fawning friends,
Self-righteous to the very end.

Comments about The Evil by David McLansky

  • Tarobinson1103@gmail.com Robinson (9/16/2013 6:24:00 AM)

    Evil is as evil does... or we let it. (Report) Reply

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  • (9/16/2013 5:27:00 AM)

    Lovely 4 lines. :) :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 16, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013

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