Caught In A CrossfireA Poem by Petelong lines to admire sure to perspire a roaring town crier frequent flyer he stuck pins in dollsfanning fire climbing a chorded spire a tear drier and guitar fryer cutting through muck and mire his notes never a liar folks thinking he'd gone haywire too bad he had to expire caught in a crossfire © 2024 PeteReviews
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