People's shit is really starting to stink
Many minds are not in sync
Not carrying a cumbersome sword and shield
My name isn't Link
Wear my Wu-Tang hoodie like it's chain mail
Questioning what it truly takes to prevail
Hope old age doesn't make me angry and frail
I concur that it's time to rethink
Dropping certain thoughts like a kitchen sink
On antibiotics but fancy a sippy-poo yeah!
My Lahey is no longer here
Pierce my side with a spear
I'll pass away laughing
Call me a circle
Seeing that many are square
Is my essence destined to remain here?
Can only lay each thought out bare
Courageous captain in my cranium
No need for Logan's claws
Soul soars indestructibility with vibranium
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Offline) - Published: April 16th, 2023 01:59
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Comments2
The longer the fruit is on the vine, the sweeter the meat.
So true.
I can't pooh-pooh this write! lol.
Hahahah! Thanks (:
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