Donald ChingreetAug 11, 20221 min readPoem 2The bombs are coming!The bombs are coming!We are runningHome to feel the warmth in the winterWarm glow before our skeletons splinter
The bombs are coming!The bombs are coming!We are runningHome to feel the warmth in the winterWarm glow before our skeletons splinter
Poem 1Moley moley in the holey How small and blind you are One day you could end up dead With a shovel in the head
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