The Whore Of Babylon

Poem By Panda Eyes

They insult us
With meaningless words
‘Whore’ they say
But I carry on smiling
Because the moon loves me
And the Whore of Babylon is near
But she only wants ice cream
The ocean in me is alive
And its creating waves
But I walk about
With the whore within me
Oblivious to the world
While I lick my lollipop
In anticipation.

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