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Seymour Tabin
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0 posted 2001-04-15 11:54 AM


         Bells That Toll

I stand upon a spit of sighs,
Mulling truth and weighing lies
And though I feel the chyme of each,
The notions lose in time and leach.

And the waves crash with floating dung
And the winds wash with odors hung
And I am bare ass cold with rage
Upon a chilly thankless stage.

The stars show like a million eyes
Behind curtained blackened skies and
The moon laughs at my naked butt
And shape of my beerbelly gut.

Yet I awe at the shadowed door
And stare into the evermore.
I shake my fist balled up in wit
Puke words, like who gives a ****.

But points stab through my minds defeat
Each cleat a nail, the nails repeat
Cut headless by the cycles sweep
My end is dust for future keep.

And though I hear all's well in hell
I cannot stand the tolling bell.


© Copyright 2001 Seymour Tabin - All Rights Reserved
Janet Marie
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1 posted 2001-04-15 01:03 PM


Oh my oh my ... me thinks Randy's on the rise
this has the tone ... of his heartburn sighs
me thinks he needs ... extra kisses from butterflies

hes blowing fire ... putting Sy to the test
if he dont cool off ... he will crash and burn at best
and if he dont behave ... me gator girls will make him eat ZEST.

*winkie winkie*
your really a stinker today Stinky  
what did I tell ya about feeding Randy chips and beer before bed??




(dont forget your sunblock if ya go out like that today) *LOL*  


In another life...I know I loved you then
Lightning strikes twice...we're destined again.
We dont have to make promises...we were always meant to be

Sunshine
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2 posted 2001-04-15 03:52 PM


Oh I'm sorry Sy....I was ready to commiserate but then I had to read JM's comments and now I'm sitting here, wondering how you're going to get that sunblock spread to certain places...

well, I would guess, with a little help from your friends!

Rex Allen McCoy
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3 posted 2001-04-15 04:14 PM


Well, I'll hold the bottle of sun-block ... but I'm not rubbing it on ... forget it!
Excellent writing Seymour

JLR
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4 posted 2001-04-15 06:45 PM


And I am bare ass cold with rage

I love this line...great poem!

Speak when you are angry--and you'll make the best speech you'll ever regret...Laurence J. Peter

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5 posted 2001-04-15 06:52 PM


that pasta give you a little indigestion, Sy?  
Seymour Tabin
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6 posted 2001-04-15 06:52 PM


Dear JM, Mother Hen,
Randy had a bilious night and
Got me up to write.
He dictated a bad dream
Or so it would seem
So here I be spanked good and proper
For writing Randy's big whopper.
Winliewinkie Stinky

Sunshine,
What I need is some Dragon cream. *L*

Rex,
Well the sun block is a dragon cream
called Randy, if you can hold him down
I'll put in on myself. LOL

Seymour Tabin
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7 posted 2001-04-15 11:14 PM


JLR,
Thank you much.

Balladeer,
Kept me up all night.

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