bore me to sleep now.
I'll analyze the inside of my eyelids
while redcoated fairies
dance through my dreams
shooting gunpowder
puffs of cloud.
Revolution, she wrote.
We have a mystery on our hands now.
My daughters are sons
deliberately for liberty.
Who killed the king in red?
certainly them.
There was a party of tea
with reservations at 6.
Who killed the king in red?
certainly them.
Sons became men
in minutes, it seems.
Who killed the king in red?
certainly them.
Analyzation?
Fuck you, I can spell.
Author notes
option three.
its about the revolutionary war.
im sure thats not something
you see on allpoetry a lot.
A contest entry
- Options!!! by A Poet Named Kyoto.
1050 points, ended August 4, 2007, 37 entries
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Comments
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This was a fun poem to read, the last lind was commical! I loved every word of it!
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