Short Mudd Poems

rebirthing in your weeping womb
again white dove from the
refuge of my failing vis-
ion leaps to the mudd-
y moon for a bite yo-
ur reflections in my
drunken eyes daz-
zle, arrow of urge-
nt wants piercin-
g the third eye
rapid ejacula-
ion on the b-
roken earth...

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Cuts and bruises cover 
my legs and arms
All  has fallen silent to me 
for a bomb went of next to me 
mudd,smutt and blood cover
my hands and face 
you can not tell who i am anymore
 only my dog tags can tell who i truelly am
I know that i well be going home soon now
with flag drapped over my casket...

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I Am by Tonya Mudd

I am a loving girl who loves to read and write.
I am always trying to do what's best.
I am regretting some bad things I have done recently.
I am the worst in math, science, and history.
I am kind of a nerd in english, depending on the areas.
I am an outgoing girl who tries to help everyone if possible.
I am the third oldest sibling out of nine siblings.
I am a nature and animal lover....

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No if in fact truth be told

On the contrary

Not only am i not only drowning

I am floating aboard a bubble

Whilst simultaneously both airing
and cleaning out my laundry

And don't forget as i am still
a serving politician

Say and throw whatever you
wish but mudd don't stick

As mudd is thicker than water

When it comes to independent
inquests resided over by 

The keeper of the secret skeletal
key's locked inside pandoras closet
box or cupboards...

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