Poem -
Laters Gators
I imbue spew till it grew into in two too huge to unto slew of gruel dripping down your cheeks
Speak sleek slick licks sticks to your tongueΒ
Grunge comes scum flung brung by taste
Haste waste lays laid a ways away into the grave it staysΒ
So I say behave each day or eat my spit you little shit come here and sit and don't you move or else get hitΒ
Though Im a twit I won't forget non the less I'll address the situation once I'm older nice to know yaΒ
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Comments
This is Stellar WORDPLAY........ at the height of its own personal civilization!!......LOL!!......LOVE THIS!!..... especially when read aloud!!.......ALL STARS!!....... well done JONATHAN!!......VERY much enjoyed dear poet brother!!...... Peace n Stuff!!.........T xo ?β΄??
Yes ! Peace and stuff !!!!
Dearest poet friend. I always take the time to reread a poem twice. it is a lesson I learned from a writing class I once took long ago. Reading a poem the first time...sometimes you miss the cadence and nuanceΒ of a piece. I find your writing to be exceptional and I enjoy your crafty mind
Thanks just shaking what my mama gave me !