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A Field Day For Mother Goose

Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle
   when off to see a crooked man and woman
whilst cowards jumped over moo ving little
   pair of mismatched muggles, 
   who both walked from scan
din navy yah, where dog goniff imps 
   jousted with brittle
   shaky spears, den did mark neither path to nor way, where pan
demon nee yum erupted over adult 
   playing monkey in the middle
   and bear witness to such sport 
   as dishabille donned dude named Evan
spoon fully ladled insults adrip 
   with indignity of loosing - bubbling spittle
   spluttering trumping monitor to claim game rigged,
   which assault whipped a ban
she against being accosted from mish shuga, 
   a tower ring ebony Amazonian, who tittles 
   late tad evincing groan nips quibbling 
   over what appeared to be a van
knit tee fair of bruiting egos essentially 
   fighting for dominion over right to urinate i.e. piddle
   and defecate in non gender specific restrooms wan
ever the urge to empty the bladder or rectum - 
   (even if poo peas, the size of a skittle)
   fraught major firestorm ratcheting, 
   synonymous with dandy rhyme without reason - cents less ditty - 
   snap, pop, and crack ling as hot cakes on a griddle. 
actually, the above juiced a freaky sideshow portraying dis obeyed
rubric of respect, where decent honorable linkedin maturity laid
waste to politesse, whar all stops pulled 
   sans presidential debates shade
no light on meaty issues, but mudslinging as faux hit parade 
housing an offer to make America Great Again
   thru yelping vanguard, uber up lyft promulgating, 
   and intimating 4 years times 52 long weeknd rock'm sock'm
   bash re: hollow wean qua vamp pyre avast statefarm riotous quacking 
   whence life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness decayed
into growling pedigreed mishmash made 
for kickstarter bullied prize cock fighters 
   indeed jimmying stockade
bag of tricks viz contesting scalawags, 
   tearing like rabid animals inlaid
with bared teeth, and mouth frothing foam, 
   who just barely evade
coming to fisticuffs, while presenting scathing hair raid 
nada so hill a re: us political pugilists 
   making up rules on shutterfly spotify, and not afraid
toot change horses in midstream to fix outcome of game 
   of thrones spouting unfair sands casino trade
thus, billy-clubbing husband of opponent indulged 
   in many a rapacious escapade 
   smear tactics and nasty mistruths.  

Copyright © matthew harris | Year Posted 2016


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