all pardons on us, most heavenly father,
for we have had your wives for breakfast.
revolution should be a poor man's fist,
covered in shit and fleeting promises;
we do not deal in subtleties here,
this is not a finishing school.
all pardons on us, most heavenly father,
for we have had your wives for breakfast.
revolution should be a poor man's fist,
covered in shit and fleeting promises;
we do not deal in subtleties here,
this is not a finishing school.
Here are poems based on song titles of famous artists that I wrote. Each chapter will be the artist's name and each poem will have a handful of the titles to their biggest hits in them. Let me know w...