GreAt PoeTRy of 5 NaTIonS
Monday, November 21, 2016
8878. WEALTH
WEALTH
Like Lucrezia Borgia, the ways
of walking wounded catch me
short. I am drinking water from
puddles; always in a muddle.
There's no shrike for this
moment of flight. A
grand, rich, daughter
am I.
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