Said an Orthodox Jew
is this musical new,
said the Arab, I really can’t hear ya.
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by an Australian peacock feather;not that the feather would be smallbut from a bird known for its pride,as well as talons sharp and quickI, from experience, must confideyou’d need to use a clever trickto do this featherectomyand still remain without a mark!Magnificent fait accompli,it would be, even in the dark.So, in the interest to preserveyour…
The priest who now in silence knelt
became aware he had been dealta blow below his holy belt.For years he had -in secret- feltthat Chastity was just a belt.
Said the ego-driven sparrow,
how can someone well-endowedfit inside this tiny shroud? ‘Said the female ‘Just what is itthinking of your last brief visit,hardly knew that you were there,afterward I had to starejust to get a glimpse of him,no the lighting was not dim.’Sparrow now was somewhat shatteredhad been told dimensions mattered.
Lily Marlene was her name,
Me drawn to her like moths to flameout on the sidewalk drunk and broke.Just in the nick of time the bellof the Charlottenburg town crieralerted me, I rushed to tellmy love to her, but then the fireof busted gas mains had involvedthe Pub and all the people in it,they were, like me, so soon engulfedto…
At a quarter to twelve
and, with bible in hand,withered face in the sand,feels the devil’s foul breaththe foreboding of death.‘Let me climb one more peakin this world of the meek,do not take me this day.’And he’s gone on his wayto the land of believerswho, besotten like beavers,take the judgment and dienever seeing the flyin the mulberry soup,or the ghost…
Driving my fancy automobile,
asking myself ‘how do you feel’running over a sleepy toad.Shadows coming, soon it’s dark,I’m just an old fart from the caravan park.Got the radio cranked up high,desert wind in my wild looking hair,now I wonder whether she’d cryI really don’t think that she could care.When I left the mongrel did barkI’m just an old fart…