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Don'T Do Anything

There once was a man in Canada
Who smoked with his friend Pamela
Then along came a cop
Who told them to stop
We may as well call it Banada

Copyright © John Moore | Year Posted 2018



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Nothing But the Ice

A cold north wind blows through the moor
Whimpering timeless sadness
Morose beyond fathomability

Like an icy knife cutting through your veins
Your blood stains the snow
That crystalizes your lonely prizon

The blades of the fan that blow from the north
Hacking, slicing, severing your feelings
Until nothing remains

Nothing but the ice

Copyright © John Moore | Year Posted 2018


Book: Shattered Sighs