hat from Rodeo Drive
and my discount necklace from Tiffany’s.
I did, however, suddenly have, and I was sorry,
an attack of Limelight Phobia, the usher did,
with knowing eyes give his precise assessment.
The diagnosis, so said he, is not so very rare,
it is the fear that they will see one’s iffy underwear.
So, understanding as he was, he said to tip-toe-follow
behind the curtain I feel safe, but questions do remain,
what if they smell me from afar, was all of this in vain?
in lengthy session.The priest’s obsessionto douse aggressionthe bag was Hessian.Inside the bagwrapped in a rag,a German flagbearer in dragbrown hair in shagnothing to brag,de-facto fag.First the extortionpayback abortion,story distortionthe smallest portionconscious contortion.A felon’s frameexcuses lame,would need no namesuch lethal gamesome claim to fameeternal shame.
They told you, and you swallowed how it would be smartto imitate the sheep they called your next of kin.The Baker’s daughter, catholic, and, by tradition chastehad bedded down in brambles near the ancient mill.The boy had been so sweet and, in the evening’s hastequicksilvery seeds had found a home, by God’s own will.They found…
He was in public and he stank,considered it a youthful prank.The English have a thing that statesit’s better out than in for mates.And on a tram, to beat the staticit can be rather aromatic.So, let us celebrate the bangit beats the well-known hunger pang.Foul gasses that cause miserywill fade away once they are free.
with the bells and the beepsand the presents for some.Only good kids will getwhat all good kids have earnedso there’s no need to fretwhere our tribe is concerned.Now the stockings are swayingnear the chimney’s old brickand the snowflakes are playingall in honour of Nick.It is bedtime and afterbut all riled are the boyswe can hear…
of any size or shape at all,as well as short or big and tall.It’s something you may want to beat,if it’s a Fact that’s called Defeat.Facts are not easy to avoidthus man invented the Factoid.When facts occur or are the caseon true experience they are based.A Fact is never an illusion,it does not spring from…
in the Bunker of Berlin.The pages of Mein Kampf,just briefly soakedwere used to startthe fire that would markthe end of an epochthat had, astonishingly, givenbirth to itself in 1928.When a fanatic says a wordof hatred or of utter bigotry,one must believe, as if it were HIS wordor be forever in the net of rank complicity.So,…
