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Clives' Obsession
Destroyer A Poet ~ Contest Name Any twisted poem... My good mate Clive has a probby see, he has this one obsession and though he knows he's being used love for lady all he's got. He thinks they were old enemies aboard a pirate ship so i will stop a waffling his story this is it....Don Clives’ obsession Obsessive compulsive , do I seem a bit today, And the Shiela has me dancing, prancing just her pretty way, Been driven back to smoking, Inside fire’s a burning away Love her hate her love her There is no other way Of course she’s 42 An I am 66 There is no bloody future Just Charon, across the Styx Obsession drives me onward With a friend of long ago When the sword was driven in me My death does come and go I walked the plank She drove the sword But she was then a he Mortal blood drenching agony I fell into the sea But still we have this link Frustration burning me My fortunes lower seem to sink What will become me?....Don Johnson 22-may-11 Poor old Clive, still chain smoking, i see. He drove 2 thousand miles to Darwin to escape her clutches, and took up smoking for his nerves again? He has these recurring dreams of walking the plank and the sabre driven into his back, They have a non sexual attachment, unfinished business???
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