The fat lady
Thus the fat lady stood up
to sing her well known piece
as she saw fit
when she was hindered
and pushed back into her chair
by the indifferent mongrels
sniffing at her dynamo
as if that power
could increase their wealth.
Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2009-01-15 at 19:09
Tags War  Mongrels  Dynamo 
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