2-arms and tanks (poem)
Come on all should come clean
Cleaner of truths for global spheres
Recycle of news in banks of histories
Lead the armies with clays in our minds
Fingers on heads as for their shames
Stop a plan as to shop our tanks
Options in powers and views of laws
Flaunts of jesters but grace of our man
Make a toll in grab bag
Bag in debts are black bail
Jesters in powers when moneys appeal
Break in pieces and tanks appear
Airs have gates of smokes and fires
Waters have trenches flooding with cliffs
Clients are deaths with tanks that clicked
Bosses are dragons with tongues that lick
Lidos are red and airs have sharks
Jesters bait the dogs and the cats
Poor use two sides of the napery (toilet- papers)
Laws are political adjusters with narks
Gauges are steel while cuffs are coppers
Irons are covered by cold stones
Real are little and laws are scores
Numbers are smalls and collars are poor
Drop of bodies when bullets blast
Blaze of dark fires we can not last
Damage of damnations release the bad
Across the bones fixed our acts
Cupid lost arm for culprits
Stupid are laws that bad as curves
Cub roots of trinity are not cure
Cultivated as men but tigers have cubs
Clays for fires and bricks for tigers
To dampen our heats when justices are refined
Crackers are not damp but histories are flooding
Cookie monster eat not cracker but foods
--Political poem by Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3--
cheung shun sang
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