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a fork full of air
reality stringent upon my erect toes
Hell hath fury "Hooray!"
in some countries there's prescriptions for that
all I need is music along with
blazes, glugs, and pops
in a world full of hunger
I keep chasing a fork full of air
Poem by: M.E.L.
Hell hath fury "Hooray!"
in some countries there's prescriptions for that
all I need is music along with
blazes, glugs, and pops
in a world full of hunger
I keep chasing a fork full of air
Poem by: M.E.L.
Published 17th May 2013
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Anonymous
20th May 2013 10:04pm
Nice work, a little too surreal in the imagery, but I liked what you said nonetheless.
1st Jun 2013 5:54am
