The Blog of DonkeyOkie
Allusions, Illusions, Poverty, Oklahoma, and Other States of Mind
Friday, February 15, 2013
Contents Under Pressure
They are but balloons
Inflated with anger
Afloat with bloated indignation.
Would they could pop and spew
Foul contents on he who holds their strings,
Except that I am caught in the middle
Juggling the bedpans and emesis basins.
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