Poetry CreatOR II
Created by Jeff Lewis & Erik Sincoff
with help from Darin & Thad Nicholson
| Tale of Susan B Anthony |
| Anonymous |
| Indigo clouds swirled above Susan B Anthony like a flame |
| Listless, helpless, but never screaming |
| Waiting out, into the distance, the barge slams. |
| The philosopher danced like a dainty pixy, or a fragile little elf |
| Trucks are larger than apes, likewise a breast is better than nothing. |
| Land sharks plummet from the mahogany pig |
| Billowing, overlooking, the philosopher felt like a garbage man. |
| On my Porsche I will ride with Michelle Pfieffer at my side |
| Frolicking for foul fun, philosopher, break a woman's purse instead. |
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