Poetry

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It's smaller than a meteor,
and hasn't that much girth,
yet stronger than the largest bomb,
and could destroy the Earth.

Smoother than velvet it can be,
and sometimes it can run.
Sometimes cooler than a breeze,
or hotter than the sun.

It's smaller than the strongest gun,
but started many wars.
Oh, but it’s so lazy too,
getting out of many chores.

It started every argument.
Rare silence you can hear.
It's something most will never lose.
It's always very near.

Receiving orders from the brain,
air flowing from the lung -
but if you don't quite get it yet -
just bite your wicked tongue!

©2006 louis gander (6-5-06) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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