Cashing In
Each seeded pod of active indulgence
With the sternness of instructions
Delivered to one and all,
‘Never leave under light
Sunlight especially at fall,’
A test one thinks for the human race
Does one wait to reap the spoils of his haul,
When so many of the world’s population
Are cloned when the cuckoo doth call?
© Harry J Horsman 2020
Copyright © Harry Horsman | Year Posted 2020
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