Unassuming Haiku Musings
Snapdragon
Snap, you dragon, snap— clap your talons together and let those claws crack.
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Snap, you dragon, snap— clap your talons together and let those claws crack.
I was enraged when I learned that writers of rage earned a higher wage.
Scents-less rose wars bloom— petallers profiting off bellicose bouquets.
Imbedded, jellied, were Audley Court's golden yolks within my game pie.