Documentary…
The world is run by apes,
They do attack and pillage and rape,
To hold down their victims, us,
Some do use duct tape,
They do wear black hats and white capes…
Presidents, kings, queens and sovereignty,
All have grown quite a but dusty,
Change should be in the wind,
Before they all grow old and become quite musty…
Search for a place we all do,
To live in peace would be something new,
No matter the land, the country or an island,
Perhaps we might be better living in the highlands…?
© ed ~ 5/20/05
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As for your poem... since you said your poetry might suffer some with your lumpy head thingy, er, uh, hmmmmmmm... guess not! (smile) You're as good, if not better than ever. katy xox
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