Long Swooner Poems

Stubbing my toeses and whiskers on women
Stepping on nettles and by a swarm of bees bitten
Bounded like hostages tied up with strings
These are a few of my suckiest things

White collared phonies and bills piled in...

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it started
as a pic
nic for
two

we ate
sunshine
and absorbed
more then enough

food to fill four
swooning
couples
well

at least
for me being
the swooner and
she playing the part

of the swoony who
in an act of anger
makes a scene
and leaves

leaving me
to make the toast
of tea...

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