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Poetry #283
(published June 22, 2006)
A Buried Mine
by Kenneth Slaathaug
Rocky crags of cryptic tongue
Battle-hardened folk in a powder keg
Islanders embedded, a turban overlooking
The world isn't completely fine

The fourteenth point was only dung
Secure the collection, put it in a bag
Chefs try to alter the bad cooking
A new generation blurs the line

Compensate the warlord, he is hung
The soul may be healed, the body will lag
Single pole is charged with booking
Wrong step on a buried mine

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