Long Spitting image of Poems

Lake county music company filled with 
slots carney folk real carny folk the little 
pete's illegal gambling road show throughout 
the  Midwest gaming like your idol Frank Peter 
Balistreiri the mad bomber stops Metropolis...

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“Are there many Fairy Folk other than the elves?”  Joulupukki queried.
     “Not so many as before the humans took control of the world.  The ones left behind in Erin...

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OK  Let’s get started, huh?
Well, ladies and gentlemen, on this sad occasion, it is my painful duty to welcome 
You all to the farewell meeting convened in honour of our beloved Uncle Hector. 
We...

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In the desert waste Chester Miller looked out,
saw the rest of the gang riding back slow,
fresh from the bank job in Copperstone Creek,
a place that Chester could dare not go.

He’d spent his teen years in...

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The Spitting Image of Me

I look like a perfect girl
But once you look under the clothes
All you see are scars
I have my imperfections
I have my flaws
Stretch marks
Scars
But underneath all of that…
I’m the same as you
That...

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With beautiful brown eyes peering to see the outside 
With a bobble head so cute to be cuddled and kissed
Why would you considered locking such a poor thing
Eyes that want to be free, with glee...

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She gazed at the looking glass, but the mirror refused to grant her a preview of what might happen, a clear picture of where she had been and if she existed at all, the spectre...

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I make my way to the cemetery,
They won't look for me where I was buried.
I lay my love down to die beside me,
The ghosts they graze but demons guide me.

I look to my lord, just...

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This piece is dedicated with love to J.E. Gauthier, Jr. Active addict and father. 
Only by the grace of God may he be saved from the error of his ways.

 For years a dark man...

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This is a letter to my unborn child . .
My Pride & joy, the love of my life, my reason to live.. we shall meet, & when we meet, there will be no wall, no...

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How did the phrase “Spitting Image” originate
Seems kinda gross to me
Now here's something I've often wondered about
Do Queens expectorate... surely Kings do
For that matter, they pass wind too
Some people... okay some men...
Make a big production...

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I don’t know you 
Like the back of my hand
But I’d like to think
I know a part of you
Not everyone does.

Like, I don’t know 
Your favourite colour
But I think it should be blue
Because that’s the...

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His eyes cower under the weight of prescription leaflets;
Side effects are augmenting the blaze of the pyre that
Depression built. Glowing bright- static, and indifferent to the soaking of logs meant to slow the ignition.
At the...

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Aspiration


Antoine had crashed once again when tempting the desert
Freedom fighter laureate poet daredevil testing the call of

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Drifting thru nuclear waste, Hammond was lost.
Beginning this trip to wine and dine, his love Rosie.
Also to attend the vacuum salesmen convention,
Insomnia and pain had started to take their toll.
Eyes strained, UFO has emerged within...

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All You Critics Suck

excuse me what did you fart
 you always got something to bitch about
 nothing is every good enough for you
 you have bitten off far more then you could chew

 still your...

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beautiful beyond description in light of illumination
falling head long into a stream with whisper that evoke a taste
my very soul permeates the lavish cadence of a thought
gone our the days I used to frolic in...

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Do, re, mi
Do you still remember me?
I sat in front of my piano, wondering where the voice was coming from.
And I pondered, oh I pondered,
Who are you? And what do you want?

I heard nothing.
Not a...

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Have you ever squeezed a lemon before?
(you very might well have and just not realized it).
Each time you grab the steering wheel, you feel determined:
There's no way in hell you're waiting another minute!

A lemon is...

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There was a little man 
Who every single day
When he left his house
The people ran away
Just because he was different 
And didn’t really fit in
People would laugh and mock him
And put fireworks in his bin
The...

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I heard today you have a son
Five months old
The spitting image of you
Born the day after I was
Of all things in this world
I can always appreciate the ironies of life
And it didn’t make me miss...

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Have I ever told you that …

“I don’t know what we’re supposed to do next.”
Loveless, we sat down together to our evening meal.
It wasn’t until I collected by bag at the airport that I realised...

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Years had passed still I had every bit of reason to grasp/

That true essence of what he said/
Yet there was many thought's inside my head ?
Like the time I drove my big wheel into the...

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When I heard of the news
I was somewhere being me.
Somewhere further than where you were 
Something close to confused.
But then I heard about you
And I decided that what I’d do
Was take the cue and be...

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Five Beginnings
“I don’t know what we’re supposed to do next.”
Loveless, we sat down together to our evening meal.
It wasn’t until I collect by bag at the airport that I realised I didn’t love him anymore.
The...

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