I'll keep telling tales
And let them wave off into the wilderness
And watch them slowly go through the horizon
Till it's no mere distance.
I'll keep bantering tales
And let them crawl upon the atmosphere
And seek their own abodes
To a different, euphoric hemisphere.
I'll keep hanging my tales
Till they come floating around
Exhibiting its contents with applaud
With no mere chance to fall.
Telling tales; let it gone viral
To turn into a picturesque apocalypse
Let all of the citizens roaming around behold—
A tale of replenishing to all!
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Final Amends; Short Poems ✔️
PoetryBook 3 of the "Short Poems" series. - - - "I could easily and hopelessly fall- although I'll release my all." - - - (NOTE: THE TITLES OF THE POEMS WERE ALL GOT INTENTIONALLY CAPITALIZED ON THE FIRST LETTER OF EACH WORD FOR AESTHETIC PURPOSES.) Copyr...
