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BOUNDLESS

BOUNDLESS

I am boundless
big boss predator
at the summit
of the food chain

extravagantly remunerated
on account of
my hunting skills

as if…
    but if I were

the immense wealth
I possessed
       how I would
deploy it politically
throw it around

get you to
    cheer, and now, and
beg and scrape 
and recite
praise poetry before me

no other sound
    

Posted byDamian GarsideApril 6, 2026Posted in1, poem, poetry,, satire, 3468Tags:poem, poetry, satireLeave a comment on BOUNDLESS
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