Skinny yet pot bellied
With a little pigeon chest
Hair so blonde he looks like he's blessed
You'd certainly think so
The way people act
Like he can never do wrong
He can't do right
Little Lord Fauntleroy
Dressed in brown cord
Enough of this poem
I'm already bored
You've wasted enough of my God damn time
Like a novel you don't want to finish
YOU ARE READING
He Without Sin
PoesiaA new collection of poetry based on the theme of the seven deadly sins - Envy, Gluttony, Greed, Lust, Pride, Sloth and Wrath. A work in progress book, with poems added as I work on them. All based on true experiences and encounters I hope you enjoy...
