BULLS REIGN SUPREME..
BULLS REIGN SUPREME..
Nothing to repent,
Never to weep,
Our fast food,
Our vast food,
The potato,
Is now cheap!
The old companion,
The magical onion,
Remains in the market,
With full of basket.
Bulls do fight,
Bulls do tumble,
Bears do quarrel,
Bears become humble,
Humpty-dumpty,
Sat on a wall,
Either humpty
May fall,
Or dumpty
May fall,
Whosoever fall,
There remains a wall.
The wall is a wall,
A camel’s hump!
Neither bull can crossover
Nor bears can jump.
Bulls or bears
No need for tears,
MacDonald, KFC
Are there to help us
Champaign will remove
All our fears…..
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Poetry.com 4.1 out of 5 based on 11 votes.
EXCELLENT!!!
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The wall is a wonderful expressive yet visual block on all that tries to leap over... great significant and meaningful write which i shall remember, tyvm
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this definitely makes me hungry
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awesome
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good
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I like this one a lot. So so creative. Can't wait to read more of your work.
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good wording
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dramatic
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Clever
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Intriguing premise.
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Drinking Champagne is a sin in Islam!!!!. Don't you know this!
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