Kenneth Cheney Poet Rhyme

A Tale of Gore

Engines roar and planes soar
Across the beautiful sky's

Engines roar and SUV's tour
Across the fruited plain

Now some guy
Says to you and I
You must not drive and fly

But it's ok for me
To travel the world you see

I'm a special man
From a special clan
Who hails from Tennessee

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Ann Foster June 13, 2022 at 4:56 PM Nailed it... but they are not the only one(s). The world is full of others that think they are worthy of better... than the rest. There is only one judge, and all will kneel. Your write is true and to the point. Excellent as always. Ann

Caren Krutsinger April 28, 2022 at 2:36 AM This has a great ending Kenneth!

Panagiota Romios April 27, 2022 at 3:16 PM Very cool..... Pangie

Harry Horsman April 24, 2022 at 2:39 AM Love this Kenneth and your 'Country Music Song'

Gershon Wolf April 23, 2022 at 7:20 PM I didn't catch the reference to the 'man from Tennessee,' but this is a fine rhymed poem, my friend. Flapping Wings and Flying, Gershon

Bill Baker April 22, 2022 at 7:48 AM Thanks for sharing your insightful thoughts, Kenneth. Bill

Jeff Kyser April 22, 2022 at 6:46 AM He was in that movie, "Hi, planes grifter!" wasn't he?