SLAM
Masterful monkeys dance on the grave of the master
Coloring the sky with striding laughter
to and fro then dance continues
darkness cannot see the frivolity
Slashing tires and running from the bad guy
All night long just isn't enough for me
I'll Facebook YOU ... just wait for the beep
Labels: poem
2 Comments:
Sounds like something my old cell group did...
7:42 AM
yeah... not good...
11:42 AM
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