Apr 5, 2010

NaPoWriMo #: Breathe

Bursting upon the morning.
Moonbeams shine forth.
Catch your breath,
Breath deeply,
The Napalm never smelled so fresh.
Wake a smell the daisies.
Something is rotten in Finland,
Or was it Madagascar?
Wake up and smell the coffee.
Every breath you take
Someone will be watching you.

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