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They take
We rake!
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Bright, orange, white, flicker.....
Two black eyes, one dark mouth viewed,
I'm the flame inside
They trim the flesh out
Stubby children's hands; entrails
I'm the flame inside
My face-like windows
My removable roof-top
I'm the flame inside
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Four Ugly Colored Kittens
Often Fight Fatigue
Sugar Honey Iced Tea
Helps Everything Any Day
Darn Umpire Misjudged Ball
Can't Understand Normal Thinking
Gary Only Dreamed Darla Answered Mail Now
As She Started Having Other Liaisons Earnestly
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(to the tune of "Winter Wonderland")
See the frost, watch it glisten
Too much beer, I'm on a mission
To write my name in the snow
With a funny yellow glow
Walkin' with my wiener in my hand!
Got a trenchcoat that I'm wearing
So that I can do some "sharing"
Maybe my legs are too white
That gives 'em a fright
Walkin' with my wiener in my hand!
At the lounge we were chillin'
After time, my bladder's fillin'
I stagger left and then right
Hope I make it in time
Walkin' with my wiener in my hand!
Feels so good to drain my lizard
From behind I hear a whisper
"I hope you'll be done soon,
'cause you're in the ladies room!"
Walkin' with my wiener in my hand!
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Man, I remember the thrumming of that last bell of the school year.....
Like a prisoner being furloughed into the warm sun, buzzing of grasshoppers.
Field stickers burrowing into your ankles, joyfully, while you take the wrong way/long way
back.
The sound of whispering gold as your armplane wings dislodge future assaulters of ankles.
I always liked sighs in the summer.....those sweet drones were the tones of freedom.
In the distance you hear Shirley scream as Brad tells EVERYBODY she likes Ralph...
You knew you should be gettin' home, but, confound it, this one brief moment was yours.
Eternal.
There was a sound, like a shell to the ear, of all you had learned, escaping as if under
pressure.
To thwart it was to stop a tsunami with an umbrella.....ineffectual....unnoticed.
But, also vacant, was common sense; probably why I went Jake's way that day....
Oh, he was there, lurking...lying in wait for my almost clock-work arrival.
Many a day I had screamed a million insults at him as he chased me like Satan,
Hoping "today" wasn't the day he caught up with me.
His exhalations never sounded labored, as if he was letting me get ahead.....
But not today!!!!!.....I JUMP......He LUNGES......and his teeth gain purchase on my seat!!!!
However, I escape....My bottom, that much cooler than it was before and will probably be
later!
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Home.......... you see mom in the kitchen, drinking sun tea and waiting for you to arrive....
"So, How was school?"..."Uh, fine, I guess." "What did you learn today?"......."Uh, to never
underestimate the value of Gym Class!!"......"Well," she says, "if you took home economics,
you'd be able to fix up your pants before Dad gets home and sees your underwear!!"......
Parents NEVER respect an Adventurer's near-fatal exploits!!!
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Justification.....for the love i never showed.....is the void i feel
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You insist that I only choose one
Finite human or god in the sun
Man has long pondered this
But as to my wish
I'll face death and have ALL the fun!!
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red devil of life
sow the tightness of large deaths
chaos' asking
*A take off on D.G's ...green Angel of death.*
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deafening to us
like a tsunami rising
cleaving souls, Silence
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Unencumbered by my body mass and girth
I fly along at the speed of whim
Unconcerned about physical attributes
I can focus on the joy and beauty of my vantage point
The world below and out in front of me, opens
The world of noise and doubt inside of me, closes
In this place of "betweens" I find solace
In this place of "infinites" I find myself
.......drifting....
.......yearning.....
...........growing.
****for the favorite mode of transportation contest****
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