Why does the slain dragon
No longer roar?
Why must we hear nothing
From the trophy boar?
Why does Mr. Presley
Play music no more?
Why must other dead things
Be such a snore?
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Tagged as Boredom, Death, Humor, Poetry, Postaday, Socializing
No body truly goes in out age do they?
I’m not sure I understand the question.
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I mean like your poem, dead people or at least things from them leave on. They don’t go away completely especially in out error.
I mean , like your poem suggests, nobody truly goes away in your era, the works of dead people surround us all the time so its as if they are alive.
That’s true. I think you put more thought into the poem than I did! 🙂
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