“Cherubs in Dungarees”

Poetry. 1 minute to read.


LA Angels are out there somewhere
But you can’t see them from the Griffith observatory
Can’t find the cherubs flying around in their dungarees
Snatching up everything that’s free
So it’s no surprise when their stomachs turn up empty.

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