Seattle To Kensington
Seattle to Kensington a short journey indeed
He became experienced through his guitar amp feed
He lived his life like a machine gun
Hey Joe plays little wing, on the third stone from the sun
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.