They Walk Amongst Us
Sullen Sally sat softly..
Sofa cushions.velvet,soft and lofty.
Pondering, world’s great thinkers.
Some friends in her past, were heavy drinkers.
She’d observe them with a smirk
Each,assuredly,a god,not a jerk.
They’d argue that their god was best.
Such arrogant angels, in sweater vests!
9/25/2023
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2023
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