Tag: bards
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Perilous to visit my property
Thin ice this end of the rink, get out blue skins and something stinky Kaczynski how predictions of the world’s possible future convinced me Living out in the trees, outside of Eden in my own Eden more pleasing Every sound I hear is an heathen or policeman, my cell would have no keys I’m not…
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I’m done
Leave mouths crooked Hooked fish, fish hooking Whole lotta fucking, not a lot of hugging Zero fucking discussion Nobody sleeps on my cushions Time’s your cab arriving? Storm outside Happy inside, Life of Riley Make a smoothie in front of her without even offering a sip Drink it loudly and sloppily, gulping, upend the end…
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Country living
Chicks when they see me thinking dwarven verbs, dig it Even a male officer doesn’t give me a ticket Or even offer reprimand, before he leaves takes my hand kisses it Paying lip service to my responsibilities, thinking about poems and smoking weed My head abounds with pastures greener, plots of thought-thieving trees, sort I…
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Glare from ignited libraries
I have spent much time reading, entreating with the deceased for rare anecdote I despoil their codices whilst wearing their robes and golden things It is not always easy, the poorhouse is ever needy for feeding Nothing is ever as it seems, we are not forging paths but leadlings Things on leashes, never to be…
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