Best Poems Written by William Poem

Piolet of

The garden 
enjoys the 
fruits of his labors.

Hanging low in his 
jet to grab some 
yellow socks from 
the tree of the monkey.

now faster and faster 
he flies 
eating up the 
slippery goo 
of sweet yellow mush.

now, he arrives 
in a different dimension 
offering scraps of his plane 
to the metallic dogs 
of Mars.

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