Every tenth sundry
ven-
dor owns at least a
hundred and seven-
ty free flop-
of-the line gamey
loconut
brief cakes loved by lep-
ers prying
into malty poor
pound
pay dirt
left dangling
both uncodifried
and super seeded with the wood-
en
heaped goons of small and
in-
significant re-
lated risk bakers
misusing
government fun guy.
It gleamed gaudily a worldly eye that did not see beaten hot metal in the forge, through the window in the back of the room lit, was the young girl's zepher stone retrofitted for glitz, like gamey sorted clothes that have been run by the huntress, should Athena ever stake claim in the orchard's abundance.
National Single Awareness day
She gave me the Card
the night of Valintines dDay
she left me that Night you know?
She was back days later talking about how
lonley Valintines Day really was.
I said nothing.
I said Nothing!
_________________________
What then he spoke
Verily, they gather to
hear.
Might the rebirth of
the demised be that
Of Christ.
Then the wick shall
Rise as Saints and
Mortors.
That the stories of
Satan shall be heard
What wickedness speaks
the mouths of the sick
who gains not but
habits to be relieved
And toils to refresh
That there beast are
Wild and gamey
And there tougues dumb
with taste
Not the Woman I thought You Were
(both Sides)
You shouldn't really Love me This much
Oh to be with you
Sizzling Summer
Your Slutty Friends
Big Meaty and Suppertime
)*****instrumental******(
Twinkle Dink featuring Gypsy Grin and Shoey Sunshine
Verdti Morre' De Canzone (Malo-Femalo answer)
featuring the Swedish Orchestra of Love
Sounds by Bassy Griffkaulsumm
Reprizzo De Cantrix(Ode to Love)
Modern Day Lover and Trif Gamey remix
the Spectacle/Finale
Dingo Groove Orchestra
Dendritic and Yonidisk
vocal show
"Iktsuarpok"
aria, a solo song;
recitative,
speech-like singing;
ensemble,
multiple singers;
libretto, the text;
and various vocal
ranges (soprano,
alto, tenor, bass).
the riff is a thang of prettiness
sounds made to resemble voices.
We groove ya'll move
:see sum call
that dancing
Ooh Wee
ooh-Wee
Ya'll call that dancing!
From the Book Sounds of Music
The Phattosgophy Edition
Music by Suitor Sam
and Jamin on the Onez
dog and I sit in the lair
we ate chili, foul odor in the air
both of us gamey, but we don’t care
this cave is foul, just ask the bear
I live in a "Mean Peoplez Zone"
soou
leave me alone: I'll introduce
to you to my dad Miezzer.
So stringy is he
and I'll let you see: he's
so
cheap he waits for clothes to go
on sale at goodwill. he told a story
of aman who used a elk, deer and
moose to stem cell meat for cheep.
They only asked me was it gamey
he said. " Nah: Nah, the fella spoke
real quality meat!
Now course you gotta put alotta
garlic onions
and horseradish and stuff
on it not to taste the
woods and grasseyness
other than that it's real quality meats,
gamey no, no i
Wouldn't play around with
something a foolish as that "
niw myself I like the straps from the leather
it's a savings bonanza.
Son of the Scarecrow
You first I offered.
The rugged two-hundred-and-sixty-pound guide stared at me.
You are kidding, right?
We had stopped in front of a cave opening.
It’s spring. Bears would not be in there now, right?
He glared at me.
Are you a chicken? I asked nicely.
He pushed me into the dark cave.
I fought him with claws and teeth.
When we met the other guides for lunch he looked gamey.
“Did you encounter a grizzly?” one of them asked him.
“worse,” he said.
Imagine ... our continental divide,
seen by nose lengthers who are not sharp-eyed.
The Yellow-Bellied Marmots, host the most,
from the northernmost down off the west coast.
There are six varieties of marmots
that live in the area, and what parts
them from the other five marmot species
are that they are polygamous? Unease
males, penance ... more than one mother-in-law.
They're gamey, thought by some that use a claw,
and squirrely; their defining term. There's
a cousin whose shadow's in the crosshairs.
Late winter, early spring, Yellow Bellies,
seasons bring ... the nights, Machiavelli's.
Due to his callous disregard, he divided her intent
Wanting to be loved was rapidly replaced
With needing to be nurtured
Windscreen scorch, midday duco seared her palms
A lost Christmas scarab lurid green beetle
Gripped Flora's taut forearm
Future she craved wavered toward steely necessity
Untitled as lucre of lake illusion luminous
Looming in her frontal lobe
Angel held urns runneth over, soma sportula pour
Treacle tips intoxicating as cherry kirsch
Accommodation on aileron
Conveyed from kookaburra sarcasm to city suzerain
Mirror tower monuments collide in clouds
Encourage worldwide rivalry
Flora's inclination for comfort drives acute delirium
Arid Arab cobalt coast melts cultures mosaic
Gamey gourmet, cutlery gleam
Her new wrist cuffed, convict of antique timepiece
Lost Duat archived exchange rate temporal
Khepra hands kissed henceforth
12th March 2023
Written for Contest: 'K' Word Challenge
Sponsor: Constance La France
the combination of bought a realistic
view to what was going on.
one slip of the tougne one slip of the tonungue
would bring two opposing side together
one said in union it would recreate how
the structure of collabaration would
be defined as.
Lowbouis stand in el quesabras
while well to do fellas
sleep in mansions on hills
watch out for the rain El Quesabra
please stand by
there is a hurricane ah coming.
even the flute player realised how
horribale such conditions were
just even amagining being
spared or the oblivane
which await you.
Cry while onions ripened
season your meat
not to be gamey.
when the weather tames me.
who's to care!
The Specked one is in question!
She saw such collaborations as againstments
Thought that were verse of her own personal
Interest. Students of the industry; who saw
profitability, and found no way out, if they were
Wrong. They cursed those they knew and spat
On new. comers, finding it easy to disguise there
actions with the intrigue of togetherness.
When the fox and the grouse combined there
efforts against the hawk, the eagle spoke.
When the ram and the sheep collaborated against
the wilddogs; the eagle spoke.
When the bear and the hawk hunted together
the eagle spoke!
Why then be either of these things when we
Must learn to interprete what the eagle speaks?
And might the almighty hands of togetherness
Be spoiled by the eagle.
From the nest, when the wings are spread
Until the flight see's the eagle's needs
Meet, must a world of againstment
The grouse told the fox, the rabbit
Is as gamey as I am, and not to consider
him as alternative, and the the eagle make
Meal of both fox and grouse.
What whispers the goose?
Then what wishpers the goose;
said the grouse that speaks to
the fox as for, and wishes her eggs
to hatch?
Woke up in my bed with blood on my lips.
It was salty and gamey, and I craved more.
The man next to me had weird eyes.
They were staring at the ceiling;
I did not realize it was because he had died.
I was not tempted to taste him; vampires need fresh.
I hopped out of bed and looked out into the alley.
There was a girl there smoking; I hate nicotine.
Ugly habit; non-tasty. I liked fresh and untainted.
A small child would be welcome, but they are in bed.
Something small enters the alley; a cat.
I shake my head, disappointed.
Go back to sleep someone said.
It was the inn keeper, she had entered the room.
Your wailing is worrying the other tenants.
I crooked my finger, luring her to my tasting bed.
she was a big more pungent today than I imagined possible
and I thought she was gamey yesterday
That is the problem when you are in love with a corpse
I put more perfume on her; that usually does the trick.
Not this time. There was something wrong and her face is melting.
I wanted advice but trusted no one with my secret love.
She was shy and did not cotton up well to strangers.
if this did not keep up I might have to let her go.
And I was determined to not do that.
She was the most calm and sweet woman I had ever known.
She listened to all my woes, and she did this nightly
Without interruption.
Do you know how rare that is?
Eating is at an all-time high.
Processed foods is what many buy.
Sluggish meats sit for years in our gut.
Stagnating us, taking our strut.
Leafy green veggies is what we should eat.
Chocolate candy and cookies truly defeat.
I buy the greens, every week the same fee.
Throwing them out when they get too gamey.
Seventies fur vests wet in the rain
Stinky but still in style so we wore them
Until they shredded and fell off our dirty shirts.
Cotton shirts no longer crisp but with wide ruffles at their wrist marks.
Soft dirty wrinkly blue jeans that smelled a bit gamey.
No one noticed that they never made it to the laundry pile.
Being rank was part of our revolution, a clothing protest
To the Viet Nam War where our poorest were being sacrificed daily.
We scrunched together in Volkswagen busses,
Traveling to Washington, where we could hold our signs.
And protest our truth, where wet fur vests were parading about
Along with grungy headbands and dreadlocks on white teenagers.
Leaving the silk and satin of the sixties back in the small towns
Where their youth thought they had to have a wedding to have sex.
We knew better. We did not care about crisp smooth wrapping paper
Or prancing ribbons on packages. We were uncomfortable and glad.
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