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I yawn on the pangs of want
I yawn on the pangs of want
He belches out the wind of constipation
My luck "If i were to afford two meals a day..."
He thinks about appetizers to line his belly
He has the neck of a Ram
I, a haggard, toil-bedecked man
Drive him and memsab around and his children
To and from their ivory-tower school
A clear contrast of two men building the anation
One, on deceitful hands, and another on his sweat.
alright.... I've been so inspired to write to day... that I've replied everywhere it seems.
But, this is my last critique...
First.
I love this
it's smart
it's double sided
and clearly showing witch side
is the
heaviest
like a triple beam weight..
is there such a thing as a double beemed weight?
anyhow... you had this poem
thought you knew that answer
lol
like that had anything to do with your poem.
stickieickieickiessss..
Last Call on Poem Critiques..