After 8 decades experience I learned a great lesson of how to spoon feed a guys brain till its fed as chicken feed he will lose his thinking help his brain to rust then a day will come he may /she will frost Did you know your spoon feeding never lets any one grow you can them mow they will need a resow you say rebirth or so
Feb 12, 2022
NO SPOONFEEDING GALS OR GUYS
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
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seasonal changes
in war there is no time to write
except many a cigarette light
HERE
mostly all sit tight
the cold six months fight
what a plight