He Had No Balls

Still the bone remained....
Pulling on his chain; ever snarling
A tug of war with, her tree as meat loaf 
Became his dreams and gobble said the turkey
Unto her queen bee ? Blue bishops atop pogo sticks a fly
With one big eye siphoning the marrow from time's sparrow; slobbering
Their madman howls holy cow his orange cat meows wow, where has Alice gone.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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April 2, 2014 at 5:59 PM
=D gobble gobble.. tis a great piece Johnny. Even I, howled at the end.
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March 16, 2014 at 12:03 PM
WOW, John,, what is this about... Where has Alice gone... i do like this.. A tug of war.. :) Linda
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March 15, 2014 at 7:01 PM
Twisted, smooth creative, imaginary role play. Alice is riding the madmans cow, with orange cat running along side with the sparrow in his slobbering mouth. Nice write Johnny Rhinem
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March 15, 2014 at 9:23 PM
...."SMILE, FUNNY! They've got the local five k going on tomorrow morning so I'm going to have to get up earlier or else they'll show up and start staring at myself like they did Andrew McCarthy in the movie Mannequeen while he was sleeping aneath the furs at the retail store ?
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