The Vulture

January 24, 2012
By Desteysus BRONZE, Palmyra, Wisconsin
Desteysus BRONZE, Palmyra, Wisconsin
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I’m not what you say I am

I’m not an ingrate

Taking until you’re all dried up, like a vulture

I’m no bird, I feed on no rotten flesh

Soon you’ll come to your senses

But the roles will have switched

I remain a lifeless sack of meat

By all means finish feeding

We all know some beings would kill

To eat my remains


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