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Make Believe Not
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Make Believe Not |
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Rottiestyl Member
since 2007-04-19
Posts 60Illinois, USA |
Yes folks. . . It’s that time again. An instant to make no sense. So, watch your step and move to the Back of the poem please. I can not be responsible for the wayward Little metaphors that may nip at your Ankles. And they are always there. . .aren’t they? Nasty little buggers, with gnashing letters With denotations that would actually make one Have to use those cells. Not phones, ding bat. The ones that Lock you away. Had you going. You can’t hide from the Senseless genie. I meant brain of course. Silly, silly you. Every thing you muster is fair game. Hey…..you. Yeah, you. Are you lost? Follow me, I am too But we will get there faster, apart together. Dam it. . . The logic police are at it again. Just wipe them off your shoulder, It won’t pain for long. They really wipe my wacky folks. Who the hell ever heard of wit in one of these Poems. Yes…excuse me?? It is to, I can prove it. Moon, stars, tears, love. See there. I’m as poetic a nuts-o as the next wordsmith. Or Do you say. . . Smythe? By: K. Mulroney 10-22-2006 Copyright |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
It is quite different from last time. I would like to think those are the communications between the two. So You must live in Heaven. "angry is better than sad." read. |
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Startime55 Member Elite
since 2003-04-05
Posts 2148Alberta, Canada |
I couldn't help grinning through this one...a delightful read that put a smile on my face...*Big Hugs* |
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