She had a crush on me

Posted on June 19, 2023 by Rex Tyler

How could we forget you
Fluffy little birds
Yellow like the honey comb
I am lost for words
Tiny beak soft feathers
Chirping loudly they
Are selected by the sorter
And we are on our way
Towards the great steel crusher
Soon we will be like gruel
Squashed out of existence
Oh god in hell so cruel.

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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