Poetry CreatOR II

Created by Jeff Lewis & Erik Sincoff

with help from Darin & Thad Nicholson

Confucius
Anonymous
Listen not to my trifles but falsify your own
Listless, helpless, but never mooing
With lightning strokes, the philosopher shot foreward;immediately, briefly
Eating dolphins as snack food, the lurking mass blocked the sun
All were in a circle of juggling fondues--fleshy and meek,
A battery or a dejected peacock is the key
My foot seared as Gwenivere strolled by with her schnozzle held high
The gigolo scolded the platypus, to no avail.
Confucius gave his all, but lost bitter sweet to time.


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