Best Dialing Poems

DIALING 911

towering building,   dressed   in pinstriped suit,
healthy, quietly      dying.     flying without web,
without        wings.         an abnormal workday,
smokes in...

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I'm phoning the Lord,
I hope he picks up,
I must register a complaint,
About something that ain't,
For me, no over-runneth cup,

My lawyer ran away,
With what money I had,
And I treated him so well
That weasely old cad...

Yes, turns out my lawyer was bad,
Left me here broken, crying
 hopeless,...

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That engaging voice rings out through the dark
Percolating between bands on the air
Soaring antennas pulse his festive spark
To share his diversion of solitaire

Nestled within promotional urges
Hidden behind that bombardment of sound
Charisma propels his karmic surges
Lifting his influence up from the ground

I bask enthralled within that...

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