Life In the Jungle
Gold wings on your back
easy to be used,
tell the world to fight
while you hold me tight.
Finding our way out
from the house on fire
should be a piece of cake,
sneaking like a snake.
(Composed on April 7th 2023)
Copyright © Davide Frumento | Year Posted 2023
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