and if so he will bounce you
like a cockatoo feather
and then sign on the dot
the green voucher that grants
a whole sackful of years
full of ravings and rants
of good Scotch and cold beers.
And a woman whose temper
takes this poet in stride
as her password is SEMPER,
and her style true and tried.
When you wake you will slur
even swearwords my mate,
but you may just prefer
to syllabicate.
amber beer from the bathit’s been near Carl’s own assand most likely a terrible blend.Would you kindly try brew from Hanoverit’s preferred by the outback’s own drover,made from Hops, barley andmixed in slowly by handmountain water and one sprig of clover.
the one with no repeat?Or did you fret and cryas deep inside your mindthe wheels were turningto find a way, to flee.And your amygdala,it never throws the toweluntil the battle is truly lost.There is no mercyand nightmares do come true,nor does it help, my boythat many pray for you.No man should have the rightto take…
so off I went to find my bedoutside was storm and thunder.I dreamed that Chelsea turned seventeenI should have baked a cake,an applestrudel topped with creamand then I’d be awaketo join her with a second spoonand give her mother nonejust wait, young girl, so very soonyour teenage years of funwill be a distant memoryyour parents…
Though posting rhymes in here more oftenmay take up space as well as softenthe rather scientific missionas well as prompt a quick decisionto scold the writer for his deeds,as many folks have differing needs,from those who do appreciatethat life in a poetic state,(though rarely a prerequisite)does not preclude the use of wit,nor earnest efforts to…
a slight resistance was detectedas if the hinges needed grease.But not a sound disturbed the silencethough much regret took hold of mewhen next I ventured through the entranceand found a sad, disturbing pairof bulging eyes, those of a lizardregard me with curiosity.I had to peel him off the metala delicate and urgent tasksome wet saliva…
secreted just for you,I’ll be the lettuce in between,if you will nibble with your teethand, do you swallow little drops of wintergreen?
