Poetry

Call….


Egos trips are wells that fall.


Call our souls are gods to call.


Better life is cheery picks.


Roger calls are arms are wake.





Wonder eyes are funny counts.


Pull in groups are up and bounce.


China sticks are dust and mud.


China tyrants all are harsh.





Call my souls and lights are dim.


Pinch and stress are men to pin.


Words adapt and words may safe.


Single party wicked as faith.





China chiefs are heresy big.


Big alone is china peaks.


Fakes for good and all are wrong.


Psych laws reformed by forms.





Souls reformed are better faiths.


Sages retreated are may be safe.


Call our panic souls are forces.


China forces are over lords.





----------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3---------