Provo, UtahA Poem by Kaela CravenMore about those UtardsIt's like all the prep kids From my school days Grew up and made a city. And the mormons in their clingy white shirts Are having babies with their beautiful husbands, Because God commanded them to multiply And replenish the earth. (You'd think he'd said "single handedly.") Closed-minded Perfect Crisp, clean and beautiful Sugar and Spice Clones. © 2008 Kaela Craven |
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1 Review Added on August 10, 2008 AuthorKaela CravenTucson, AZAbout"Incantations, spells, rituals, what are they? They're poems. So what's a poet? He's a Shaman." "She died laughing. She died in ecstasy. She died with her eyes wide open." Well, if I had to do .. more.. |

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