Long Teet Poems

                      I
 Remember when days were long
   and all de children do...

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Copyright 2015 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY TLH ANDRESS (SWISS FAMILY- THE 'ROYALS')



When YOU...Brew Right!
IS...YOUR...COF-FEE...TEA...OR-JUST-ME?

JUST...A...PACK-AGED...Silly-Old...SMOOTH-DEE/LIGHT!

BROWN/STAINED...'N/BURNED!

GROUND-ED-'N...BROWN!

SPILLED/RIGHT? WRONG?

TOSS-THAT/BITCH...BUM/DOWN!

JUST...Spell-it/RIGHT!

OR-WRONG!

DONE-RIGHT...OR...WRONG!

JUST-WHIP/IT!

360! CIR-CA-LEAN...TOSSED/RIGHT...'n/TIGHT!

ROUND-and-ROUND!

SPOON-IT! CIR-CA-LEAN!

[Brief Musical Interlude]

SIL-VER/SPOONS...AND...ROY-AL/ACES-ALL!

A-TOOT...A-TEET/PUFFIN-HOT!

A-TOOT...A-TEET/PUFFIN-HOT!

A...PUFFIN/HOT...DEE-SIGN!

COF-FEE/TEA...OR-JUST/ME?

[Brief Musical Interlude]

Smooth-Designs...Done-Right/OR...WRONG!

A-'HERC'...A-'VEE' [Venus]?

FONTED-NOTES...PENNED-RIGHT...AND-COM-PU-TERED/WRONG!

A Smooth/Dee-sign?

BREWED-RIGHT?

STAINED/WRONG?

Pack-AGED/SIL-LY-'OL-DEE-SIGN!

360? OR-JUST/10th-DEGREE?

Just...BREAK-a-COOKIE...
RIGHT...AND-TIGHT!

FOR...A-FOR-TU/NATE...DESIGN!

TOSSED-RIGHT...A-BAKER'S-13th/DEE-GREE-and/SWEETEST/DESIGN!

CIR-CAL-LEAN-and/RIGHT!

'N-TIGHT...FOLDED/BROWN!

A-LE-GENDARY...CLOTHE...TO/BAKE...TO/CUT-BROWN!

BLACK?

A...NEW/STEP?

A/STEP-a-DANCE!

A...NEW-CLOTHE...TO/CUT-RIGHT/WRONG!

HE/SHE...CUT-THAT...'OL-CLOTHE...RIGHT-AND-TIGHT!

DOING-IT...RIGHT-OR/WRONG!

HE/SHE...CUT-THAT...'OL-CLOTHE...RIGHT-AND-TIGHT...AND/BUSTED-WRONG!

HEY...'TWAS-IT...RIGHT-'n-TIGHT...DONE/WRONG?

[Musical Interlude]

A-Date...To-Ree-member!

HANDS...so...SOFT!

OR...BURNED/BLACK...AND/BLUE...ROY-AL?

PUR-PAL-LEAN?

ROYAL...DESTINY?

[Teeth] 'FONTS'...OF-IVORY!

3-MISSING?

A...ROYAL...MYS-TER-Y?

[Musical Interlude]

In a Distant Harbor...Old Man Moon...GRINNED-and-SPOUTED!

TEARS-and-FEARS...DOWN!


A/WHALE-SPOUTED!

AND...BLEW-UP!

IT-'TWAS...A-GUSHERS'...13th-DEGREE!

[Briefest Musical Interlude]

And...

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   I like the accidental, 
incidental
way- the mist kisses and lifts from the timberline, 
like angelic lung 
that breathes it all in,
drifts to the next flowering, 
a honey bee in a land of...

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Time to bring them home...
I was sleepily thinking.
After stuffing my face with holiday.
Time to bring those red white black and blue teenagers home... 
Time to resume video games-get some strange,
instead of babysitting rocks on icy...

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Created from society

Controlled substance of what we should be.

Don't do that. 

Be bright not flat. 

You're this you're that. 

Close your eyes don't think to much. 

If you get to high they'll use your crutch....

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For as long as I can remember
Me madda was de head voodoo club member
She taught me how to make love potion
To mess with der woman emotion

So me meet dis lovely girl 
Seeing ‘er, give me...

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Does your computer go click click click
Beep beep boop, boop boop  bop?
Does your computer go ding ding ding
toot toot teet? jump skip hop?

'cos mine goes boom boom bang!

Does your computer type up your notes
Store...

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I really hate Pop stars
They are like incest siblings from mars

Sleeping around with everyone
Shaving their heads for fun

If your lucky they'll expose a teet
And expose pantiless pic's on a tweet

Watch out and be careful of...

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“In the pocket of the seat in front of you, you’ll find:”
A cushion, stuffed with cotton balls; eight or nine,
One Crimson- tinted, two-by-four fleece cut out,
And a magazine full of things no one cares about

“For...

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Ode to the earthling addle the atom
Ode to the shrieking neutrino bloom
sing to the crack in the hole of the blandon
the wrestling angels are restless tonight.

God of the moon glow blow her away
Teet of the...

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I to suffer, i to cry, i to live and i to die
and in betwen the things i've seen
the scenes an eye that i cannot deny
by necessity must make a mortal man mean

the neighborhood corner...

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Give the Ape his vice, electric device;
And watch him suckle at the Engine’s teet.
Abandoned child of Divine Person’s Thrice
Does see, no more himself, but Death in meat.

A phantom image lays in frame and clutched
By hands...

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