Surprise the wolves got the prize

Posted: April 18, 2009 in POEMS /futility of words
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Surprise the wolves got the prize

At the sudden summer eve

Dressed in sheeps’ robe and all

The bird did they deceive

And for the prize they came

Riding on the horse





Cry a little. Gentle into the ear. Years mocking go by. Cry a little. Along the path. The beggars took you there. Cry a little. Feed a little. The hollow heart beats so clear. Cry a little. Die a little. Wouldn’t be time to fear. Cry a little. Die a little. Blood dripped. Smeared. Smeared. Smeared.

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