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World with no Word Disease
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World with no Word Disease |
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Jonathan Junior Member
since 2005-05-04
Posts 11Paris |
WORLD WITH NO WORD DISEASE I, dot, did score on ocean floor you too were dot, no more, we'd LOOP the LOOP in primaeval soup and POOL gene POOL core corps. We'd POLO here and POLO for none then knew one could droop, we'd twin and grin to win encore no sin there was, no law ! I'd bow, you'd stoop, with helluva whoop - no care and no dis....pair, above, below, we'd group, regroup all with no 'mal[e] de mer'. Amino here, ah me ! know there was troop on troop on troop, - we'd pair, repair, again prepare see sea combine with air. We'd twirl, we'd whirl, like a hoola-hoop around, around some more, in tune to moon as cock-a-hoop we'd twin, to spin restore. Off shore we'd spore, to sink or soar, linked chain remained Time's dupe neath starry dome in mono chrome, no after, no before ! We'd skirl, we'd swirl, up, down would curl, ages of practised ease, we'd furl, unfurl, in endless whorl - world with no word disease, when I was girl and you my pearl, - no men, to bend, no knees, - no need but feed we all agreed to speed on pretty please ! Though question begs, we had no legs, nor sought to understand, - we were the dregs from which all pegs its story book to hand. We by degrees, through fire and freeze rose from a twisting band to all one sees through seven seas in water, air, and land. LAYER would RELAY by night and day Y REAL anticipate, in reel we'd feel we'd feel - this way all did participate. An ONION here ON I ON sphere ionosphere above no chronosome, no chronos - home was there - with all in love. We'd dance to chance as all advance tomorrow WAS today, electrons free charged you and me with mission key to play from cause/effect to Man erect - elected some would say - but Man's a phase, an empty phrase on evolution's way. My coil with toil from sea to soil rose from primaeval beach, the tide we'd ride - some turned to oil - to show there's reach in each to change arrange - styles passing strange - despite new Kansas preach. The basic code stays à la mode the generations teach ... One could flow on but some upon Networks' attention span feel overdone more words than one when ego dares to scan. Feel for 'such stuff' four lines enough - where they applause would pay - So well fold our tents' and at all events swift, silently steal away ... Life : A finite succession of infinite opportunities |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Magnificent word play...that brought the ocean of emotion to new depths. Bravo. TD |
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