Drum. Drum.
Dishonest deep-sea degenerates dread Dutchman's drums.
Disquieted depths demand degenerate dues.
Drum. Drum.
Dutchman's drowned descend.
Dammed deep-sea degenerates defend.
Drum. Drum.
Duelling dances,
Devastating duets.
Drum. Drum.
Doom defiled deep-sea degenerates' deck,
Destroying degenerates' dream dividend.
Devilish diamonds, devious doubloons, drop down deep.
Drum. Drum.
Defeated. Disarmed. Desolated.
Desperate degenerates deny dishonesty.
Drum. Drum.
Dutchman's drowned deplore deceivers.
Drum. Drum.
Drum.
Debts defrayed.
About the Creator
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I like to write and want to get better.
Always appreciate comments for advice and pointers.
A Failed Artist, A Disillusioned Poet, An Underpaid Game Show Host
I took my son and niece to Gori, a small town in Georgia where Joseph Stalin was born. They talked me into visiting the Stalin's Museum, the largest in the post-Soviet space. I had resisted going there because I just can't stand the monster and know enough about him, or so I thought.
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Comments (2)
What an awesome, dark tautogram! Well done!
Visceral imagery. Love the pirate theme.