do you like my poem..............?

Tommy

New member
circling smoke through the air
the breathing volcano must erupt
with screams tantrum barrels
and rifles to match

all the way to the water
the tears evaporate to rain
only to fall in a thunder storm
go all the to the ocean

pulled by a man in a cloak
armed with a cain and stick
with all persuaded children
and a hose to match
 
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