Early morning on the farm.

a chair next to your bed?Reserved for me, of course,should ever come the timewhen darkness comesdressed as Senora Noce,and digs its bony fingersinside the sanctuary ofyour featherbed, my girl.I shall be ready then,at your command, just yell,I’ll dropp the dregs of lifeand take my rightful placethere, next to you, my sweet.I’ll count your dream like…

Dort trifft sie Beeren und auch Pilzedoch Muskeltraining, ja das willse,ich muss doch sagen, ab den Hut,denn die die solches oefters tutbleibt jung und schoen, erfreut die Tier’kommt sie nach Haus, vielleicht ein Bier?Ich glaub im Sommer wird sie’s wagengiesst Staropramen in den Magen,damit die Seele sich erholeund Bier ist immer uns zum Wohle,so, was…

sat in the barn when time had cometo milk all cows, she felt so numbthat they did call the local vetwho told them not to go and fret.But all of them knew that no uddercould be relieved without a shudderso, sitting down, right in the shitone must have access to the tit.The farmer’s wife convinced…

the city lights reflect so loudlyand silent bats are flying proudly,the structure was a masterpiece.Gustave went down on his French kneesto thank le Dieu for inspiration,allowing him infatuationto build this wonder of the world.When in his head a gremlin curlediself and wrapped its closest neighbourinside its claws, then stuck its saberinto the heart of all…

-a poem about prevention –‘Twas a dangerous cliff, as they freely confessed,though to walk near its crest was so pleasant;but over its terrible edge there had slippeda duke and full many a peasant.So the people said something would have to be done,but their projects did not at all tally;some said, ‘Put a fence ’round the…

in the poet world’s rumble and tumblehe has millions of words up his sleeve.And he twists them and shapes their behindsthen he kisses their curves and their skin,as the poem then labours and grindshe will dream of the day he will win.There is no one who writes quite the samenor will searchers discover a manwho…