Who, I
I stood at the helm of,
More
I fought in the valley of,
Less
I, myself, I was the barrel of,
War.
I lay in the ditch of,
Gravy
I crawled up the walls of,
Detest,
I, me, I was the roach of,
Nobility.
Copyright © Winston Ritson | Year Posted 2018
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