Poetry CreatOR II
Created by Jeff Lewis & Erik Sincoff
with help from Darin & Thad Nicholson
| The Jellyfish |
| Anonymous |
| Listen not to my trifles but devise your own |
| Listless, helpless, but never muttering |
| Buried in the sand, a solitary tit stuck out. |
| Piercing sounds, wails, crys, "Shut Up you profane fish!" |
| Run through the field of joy, past your lover, and embrace a wolf instead |
| Conquering for fabricating instantaneously done |
| Hope for you is not a morning dove, rather a mourning broken body |
| It tossed and turned, its compassionate tooth flapping uselessly, |
| Frolicking for foul fun, fish, crucify a scimitar instead. |
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