Poem Details | by
Vladimir Tumanov |
Categories:
animal, humanity, humorous, irony, war,
We invented the spear, and the mammoths were dead.
Then our flintlocks and muskets filled bison with dread.
Next came chainsaws and oil:
planting bones in the soil.
What new wonders I wonder will spring from our head?
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