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Oct 08, 2025
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POSSUM GREENE
She consented to licking his boots
to kick and oppress peoples roots
now she hopes no one sees
all the dirt on her knees
she's a sleaze, a disease and a brute
About This Poem
Last Few Words: After I wrote the title, I almost started writing about some quiet, quaint village among some 100 year old oaks where lived some nice folks, but, here you go.
Style/Type: Structured: Western
Review Request Direction:
What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft
Comments
Words Ablaze
6 months 2 weeks ago
What a far cry from old oaks…
What a far cry from old oaks and nice folks, entertaining nonetheless. This is probably about politics isn't it?!
Geezer
6 months 2 weeks ago
Riiiiggghht...
I kind of doubt the veracity of that statement, but... and yeah... I think it has something to do with an American Girl by the name of Liberty. Nicely done Sir. ~ Geez.
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