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Amber Grain In A Woman's Eyes
written by corpsefeeder07:24 AM 3/15/05It's wacky, it's true
It's strange, yes indeed
It's a marvelous happening
yes it's quite a deed
When you step upon it
you will fall in reverence
for this magnificent creation
doesn't make any sense
It's a baby with a shovel
eating rice crispies in a sandbox
surrounded by a pack of wolves
all setting digital clocks
With him is a puppy
named Franklin Gershuwitz
and on Friday at 2:30
he will call you a ditz
Because you said his purple
existance was quite strange
and you said that moose, over there
was a bit deranged
But now you're all alone
in the sandbox sat in hell
and the only place you can escape too
isn't very swell
It's Wisconsin.
Wisconsin sucks.
Wisconsin only has IHOP's
and multi-coloured ducks
So when you stumble on
Mr. Satan himself
be sure to get your Orange Glo
and clean his trophy shelves
For he will give you a hammer
and perhaps some nails
to trade to Mr Schnitkit
For a crankshaft and a pail
Now fill the pail with beavers
and do a funny dance
be sure not to drop that
crankshaft down your pants
because if you do
your wang will hurt
and that wouldn't be fun
For it's a time to change
and a time to think
and this poem is done. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
Wow. That is a true gem.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by corpsefeeder (3-15-2005 - 07:26 AM)
| Beautiful! Bravo! Best poetry ever! |
by *crimsonvoid* (3-18-2005 - 09:13 PM)
| one of the most...creative I've ever read. I think I had a dream about that once. |
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