Best Slobber Poems

His teeth were crooked, broken, mostly missing
When he spoke he slobbered while he was lisping

So the town gave him this nickname
Sad epitaph to his fateful fame

They say shame is our deepest sorrow
Those who have it, dread every tomorrow

He was homeless yet some let him in...

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for her the shrink did nothing
for her the priest even less
for her all the friends in the world 
could not find her when she hid in her
deepest, darkest place---
buried down beneath the first floor in the
basement where all the past would flood in,
yes, she might...

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Like a sappy fruit
in vice of time,
a slobber root -
a top cut by a knife.

Thick drops in a pot
down slowly trickle,                        ...

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