Best Bejewel Poems

I bejewel dying elephants.
Scrape the mire from tired pillar feet.
Wash away the gray.
Reveal the pink satin soul...again.
I rub their tired tusks.
Scrub away the stained grooves.
Shade their great wild eyes from scavenger sun.

I have no use for the strong at their peak.
Nor haughty in its prime.
Its...

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