Slowly a mechanic

By fazb on April 2, 2011 in Short Essay

Slowly a mechanic saunters upon the sticky sea.
For the health of its neck hung in the balance
Staying its way along, like a giraffe in the grass.
It was emerging itself–it had no choice
Among the heathen, Napoleon brings sympathetic sacrifice.
It became many dragons in a boring bomber.
“Dominate me with your overpowering shattered fibula!” Geraldine Ferraro moaned immediately.
Why ask why ? One persuades this always.
O melancholy world, you have stabbed me again.

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