Long Chattery Poems

Cut to the chase after tan hat man!

Though reading horror stories 
gearing up as strawberry spring fest
full throttle danse (macabre),
an only every now and again predilection
genre crazy wave
washing over me like
a killer tsunami,
harboring pier rill...

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Cut To The Chase...And Tan Hat Man!

Though reading horror stories (macabre),
     an only every now and again
     genre crazy wave
washing over me like
    ...

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My arm is a shooting gallery, 
a roadmap of Switzerland in 
needlepoint decked grey flesh; 
running out of targets fast - 
and I need something for my mind. 

Haunting rainy streets, opium deprived, 
with crusted...

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Don't You Dare

To heaven are we sent or does God take;
A special machine does He have to make
Which is invisible and we can never see
And always says you must trust in Me.

What you need, God...

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Well, y’know,
If it don’t make my tail dance…..
But…but…
If it’s so long
I have to drop my nuts to read it….
Yeah---Yeah
and I hate it when I hafta run back to the tree to look up a word
and...

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