Poetic-Verses
A DASH OF PEPPER
All coming dung
A song of hungry men
Opening the palms
To take anything offered
Hey, don't again;
A king does not that suffer!
Ironic dance;
A tank and rank of scoffers
Abused angels
Seeking someone to batter;
Wild terms and brands
To these their peaceful offer
Cold death they serve;
The emblem of the offer
‘He dropped just then;
He ate free mangoes offered
Won't you arise
And run as fast as you can?
Complete my rank
A lovely, lovely offer
I have ulcers
I can't – I've locked my pancreas
Get rid of these;
I need to go for opals.
War bound struggles;
It is their turn to suffer
Went for free cake;
Poison couldn't decipher!
Hot sorrows cold;
Should you but that way suffer?
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A DASH OF PEPPER
A DASH OF PEPPER
