Poetry
Pope Loco Sandia XXIII
The Art of Sidewalk Mowing
People grow way too fast
Their competition for finite resources,
Knows no bounds
These greedy hominids
Must be kept in check,
So I sharpen the blades again today
The engine rumbles
And emits growls and burps,
The whirring of the blades becomes hypnotic
The monotony broken by these striding bumps
KERANG
That was a big one
