black Friday (poem)

Excellent poetry!


Friday morning
Yes it is snowing
A bunch of shells
That can create swells

In the head
Lost time….
On governments dime
And someone doing time
A loose of time

Friday, black Friday
But hope doesn´t get  to Monday
One day out to judgement day

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses

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