Protecting the scorpionA Poem by Jon Roggie
Interesting.
Looking for shelter, hiding from the blinding sun. Unaware, shell not stone. Shall give shelter, move slowly, giving the chance to move along. Thought as evil, merely a killer. Only the nature of the being, born as a predator. Refuse to condemn. Besides, my skin is thick, resistant to the sting. Just don't mess with the Pixie or the Flutterby. © 2013 Jon RoggieFeatured Review
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Added on June 14, 2013Last Updated on June 14, 2013 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more.. |

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