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Hunting Lions
Poetry for your heart not for your head.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Original Recipe
The colonel sat alone crying
grease dripping from his hands
he lost his chicken
the recipe was for peace
but was misused for fowl play
a glimpse of himself on a bucket
the alter ego of murder in a bow tie
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