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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required wishing he had sung his prayers last night from both ends to the middle fell to the ground in adoration tore a wake through the ink stains but not from satisfaction plastic Jesus hold my head a round of applause for once or even just a soft murmur from those in your employ parked way out in Kokomo my interrogator professor Zworykin said quietly we want information I knew I was up shit creek without an assault rifle with various blunt objects aimed at what was left of my head initiations with disfigurement so have a melodic answer he encouraged yah well the Third Reich fell from bad music I spat like a backwards vampire the swelling is an obstacle I added for evidence I mean emphasis the King of the Scarabs was neither mollified nor inclined to use less aftershave a great rectum of a situation which is a poem in itself I got in a few imaginary hits before he called in the hockey franchise with their many novel effects and manifestations such as hugely distended penises not at all like the computer club fart gigglers and Balaam anointed who sang as they worked that's how we laugh the day away in the merry merry Land of Oz always a help to morale in the trenches to use a dirty semaphore for the male power hug cracking walnuts with hydraulics the Scarab King was a backhanded guy strung out on endless platitudes this is a spit shine day men do your regimentation proud they wavered then cheered then wavered when the going got tough and it seemed to often for your present narrator they allocate security personnel in my case a comic endorphin gigolo the hand of a spell upon his brow good lord not another eccentric botanist bedecked with the fabled Trinkets of Mouthgate traffic fines double in poet zone former servant of the hypno-avatar with his blemish free goats and his tunnel vision paparazzi hI I'm Joe Product family friend half con half circus half fury screaming on the rack my one line in the play whatever will I do now From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon Artist Portfolio: http://walteralter.byethost32.com/
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