my mind is an etch a sketch
a bottled zen garden
shaken- not stirred
to russia with love
a toast to the rockets
a boy and his drone
every dog has his day
after the fall out.
a bottled zen garden
shaken- not stirred
to russia with love
a toast to the rockets
a boy and his drone
every dog has his day
after the fall out.
thoughts on parade
goose stepping along
wave on the pond
expressing the nature
until the new ice age glaciers.
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My poem and picture is an attempt to crash superficial imagery and sounds. It was posted coincidentally a day or so before etch a sketches were in the political news.
Its meaningless Dada. I don’t do Political commentary.
–Chris, management of Cafedog’ s Cafe 😉
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