dismisal by Kalikala Smithare we all spawns of dawn's creation?
when the morning sun comes crashing inflation?
are we all a signature reaping the benefits
of Satan's rewards in the sour Memphis?
so sell salads sally silly sell salads so
this is the way we all want to go.
03/13/2004 Posted on 03/13/2004 Copyright © 2024 Kalikala Smith
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Matt Forget on 03/13/04 at 04:56 PM Very enjoyable! I love the second to last line of the S's beautiful rhythm and excellent imagery. Keep up the great work! :) |
Posted by Tim D Livingston on 03/15/04 at 11:10 PM sweet rhymes and alliteration! You'll have to put this in a song right. |
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