Forcery
Freedom for a soldier,
a redeemer getting older-
centuries existing,
a string blissening,
and it's best to bet that you're listening...
Its captured by niss-niss-
niss...
They get printing-
evaporating,
haggard slapping,
as the tonic water is happening-
booze is entrapping,
I am now water,
as the goddman is blotter-
I'm now happily rapturous and re-camping.
Copyright © Jimmi Canada | Year Posted 2018
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