Triumph

Triumph

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz
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and the winner is........

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Triumph

Words turn to sparkles in the throat of my home
Swallow carefully least you become drunk in my words
Oh the tales that stand the test of time
Where bravado & humor are linked to a rhyme
Let the cannonballs fire as I write from my grave
Oh to the triumph and glory of words here in the soul of my way

© 2017 Alfred Kukitz



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Added on October 4, 2017
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Alfred Kukitz
Alfred Kukitz

Green Lane, PA



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Yes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..

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