Kim Stewart

Canadian Métis Artist


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I wanted to post one of my son's poems. His writing is humerous, with a bit of a serious twist.

The humuncus

Humuncus, humuncus how I hate thee if only you would leave me in peace.
Get out; get out, out of my head no more chanting, no more teasing,
Don’t pull on my strings, stop looking through my eyes
This is why we hate the humuncus,
He leaves me; but will you be next???