poetry corner 035 – Stoopid poetry 03

Royal flushes, and dire straights.
Venus blushes. Ares hates.
People becoming killers.
Politicians becoming iron.
Pop stars becoming national treasures.
Doggs becoming Lions.
An Ariana aria;
Grande in execution.
Call for a final solution.

May ignites, incites our special rights,
The same ones she does her business on.
Weary of the fight, the calling, the debate.
Athena help us. Jeremy, come on!

Let me be the one… To take your home.
She riffs.
No country for old men, ignorant and stiff.
This whole thing whiffs.
And nobody knows.
If we hanging from the  ragged cliff
Counting our fingers instead of our toes.


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