Saviodsilva


Susan K. Rowse
Poem

W.C.Pelican

Augh the wonderful wise eyes of the pelican
He sits upon those large webbed feet
Balanced and poised and then again
He has a voice like W. C. Fields
That squawks aloud and waxes appeal
Like don't like kids...what's all the fuss...
Let me sleep , here's a drink for us...
Won't some liquids...like my gin but sure I think...
That life's a bitch so let me sit
Don't drink the water fish fuck in it!
Give kids back they're too loud
Get with the program avoid the crowds
Leave me alone...let me think
Wax your poetry while I drink.


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