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Clean Hands At the Scene of the Crime

upon his chariot off his thone carried on his throne on his way unsettled rivalry the queen in dismay poisoned prayers son in disray the throne rest on this say yes to the heavens stairs chanted suggestions of poisonous prayers my queen my son has done nothing wrong guilty justice guilty assononce guilty by assosiation guilty bride guilty bribe guilty tongue tied all you with dirty hands claim have done nothing wrong its whats in the soap showing us who has done whats was done untie the knots of his noose undo the bounds and rid us of his chains feast upon bread and garlic and we shall build a way to never repeat this again

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 1/21/2010 10:42:00 AM
Interesting? Couple of spelling errors. Light & Love
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Date: 1/21/2010 9:26:00 AM
Thank you for sharing your fasinating poetry today Troy. I wish you the best in your writing endeavors always. May we all be able to read your poetry here at PoetrySoup for years to come. Love, Carol
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