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Angels (Free verse) by crooked_smile
I heard in a movie once,
that whenever a bell rings,
an angel gets his wings.
So the question that is itching around in my brain,
is what did the angels do, before we humans created the bell.
I can't seem to remove this image from my brain,
of a bunch of angels, strutting around a cloud
that is clearly to small for them all,
muttering to themselves,
wishing they had their wings,
so they could go and visit, their sisters,
(the fairies).
it is on the one hand disturbing,
on the other hand comical.
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