THE MIASMA WE NOW MADE OF OUR MANTLE

by on June 3, 2021 :: 0 comments

What a stench!
We now wear
Like a hungry beach
In this palace of fear.

When you hear of a people
That
Refuse
To
Marry
Peace –
What proverb hits the nail on your heart?
Isn’t it
“If the cub can’t sleep
Will the Tigress close her eyes?”
We have sewn ourselves a song
And our enemies are now singing our shame!

– Mr. Kvip

editors note:

We’re not even dating. What a shame. – mh clay

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