Crowd
and if it wasn't so simple
i can see it is only what people make
simp
Spanish Armada
and lay the battle to the floor
if wanted to fight anymore
i would have rose to the word fallowing
Pickled
the vinigar running a long race
around the corner of the throat
more itali
Whistle
that is the one resistance
to not answer to walk
straight
Author notes
You can either guess what I was writing about or you can see what it means for you. There isn't a bad reading of any poem as long as you can justify your reading. Thank you for reading.
A contest entry
- A Forest of words by this is a war.
600 points, ended November 20, 2007, 22 entries
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