The Gym

Anguish,

fear, 

infidelity, 

caution,

heroism, 

exoneration-

death, 

discovery, 

attitude, 

angle...

Here I come,
angle your beast,

here I am on the run,

peddling with the mean-

I don’t need to hear words,

I can cause them to erupt,

that’s a better way to feel pleased,

I am a skunk,

a deliverer of  the priests,

jumping in a jump-

common common man learn to jump!

She’s only gonna be here until morning,
and that’s not a real guarantee,

i'm jumping man!

Common man jump!

If you were at a feast,

you’d be gone all day and all night,
peddling with the mean.

Common man jump!

Get away from the please,

it’s a terrible scene,

a monstrous plan,

a baby in a sink!

Its there all day and all night,
waiting for a ween.

It’s a serious coast-

we all play parts of the scene,

bounce bounce-
pump pump-

it’s a really big bug going 
rump a pump pump,


So take her within your hand
and deliver all the sand,

layin’ waters across lands,
unknown and under manned.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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