by Adam Morby
I am to poetry what Adolf Hitler was
to the birds in the trees
To the soil under foot as his jackboot squashed down the earth
and the earthworm looked up and thought
Oh, another one of them.
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by Adam Morby I am to poetry what Adolf Hitler was to the birds in the trees To the soil under foot as his jackboot squashed down the earth and the earthworm looked up and thought Oh, another one of them.