Tragicomedy

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Loose End

Tonight I sit alone on this
dark and lonely night
With blood stain tears that
drips...

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BEING REALLY TALL

So many advantages of being really tall
No need for tiptoes to see over a wall
Takes ages...

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Weathered Wisdom

Weathered Wisdom

The old aren't hard of hearing
They've heard enough in their life
They tune out when they've...

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‘Grey lady ghost’ ?

‘Grey lady ghost’ ?

Crawling thru creepy cobwebs climbing these old stairs..I purposely try not to ponder on my state of...

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Ain't Nothing Sweet...

Dear Kiddies,

Let me tell you

A horrible tale

Make sure you sit down

Cause...

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White Dog Shit

White Dog Shit

A consciousness
Of white dog shit
Fungiside from the 80's
A blast from the past...

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Impossible mission to...

(alternately titled: tick tock runneth amuck)

Impossible mission to captcha infinitesimal moment

Ever since the advent of civilization
contrivances crafted to measure
days, weeks, months...

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Electric Mop

Electric Mop

Ha ha ha ha ha....you think never knot you think you think you mop
Ha ha ha ha ha....drown you now...

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Green Banana

Green Banana

Remarks hang
Low in the gut
So dense they have there own gravity...
Freedom of...

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Onerous task confronts...

Onerous task confronts teachers and parents

The following reasonable obsolete rhyme
verst heard in my faux class (sic) lilting brogue
...

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A Friend

A Friend

is there to lift I up,
is there to catch me when I fall,
is there when I need someone the...

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Venerated puissant prophet...

Venerated puissant prophet kindled karma - hallelujah!

Higher power our prayer for vehicle addressed
courtesy deliverance kindred lady luck,
we (the...

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the insensitive snow

to disappointment on friendship, because it as well happens

the insensitive snow

the trouble with snow is not
if it falls or if it doesn’t fall
if it wets or if it doesn’t...

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Grand Babies

Grand Babies

Hello

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Present wedded bliss haint...

Present wedded bliss haint no touchstone...

Circa ~ late spring/ early summer 1978
twas at behest of Harriet Harris,
thus due credit...

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In an awful pickle ?

In an awful pickle ?

Oh my God I am going to miss that train as I try to run but I am heavy laden in the rain
In both my...

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Incomplete metamorphosis to...

Incomplete metamorphosis to manhood

Once upon a time, this obstinate beastie boy
(i.e. yours truly, or none other than me)
fought...