Tag: puns
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Guardpassing
Can’t pass guard, too much lactic acid in my arms Can’t get hard, too much insantic passion in my cranium Need new combats but too fatigued to fire up the camo jeep Djeep lighter speaking to me from the desk I write at The devil’s mess I make that, then I write that No takebacks,…
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Dogged onward
No practice breaking records Call this a new era, new chapter Get my news from Al Jazeera Get my views from scrying mirror Bagheera talking to me, Rudyard Kipling interspecies conversating If I spell checked your document don’t tell people we’re cooperating The docket’s dates and names are faked, doctored, Stalin’s operative Photoshopped out of it…
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What I need
Barely time to dress, leave looking on fleek Scribing, writing treatises on daylight’s nature I can’t sleep without feeding on my tincture I take it in my teeth cave like the mama teat And suck until I’m succoured Looking at acres from every angle Looking at feet, Tarantino onlyfans I have a holding and big…
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armoureddove
Up above Armoured dove It’s all love But protected love Not enough Love itself is not enough. A single sprouting bud of next summer’s furze Emerging from unseen dirt, compelling me further Measuring triangle’s angles, distance between block and capstone Blake’s ancient of days no compass, protractor out Jakes asking around, no way no accomplice,…
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sailaway
Will you take the boat out today Replies no after one look at the waves Licking far up the bay, splashing onto the pave and roadways You’d be mad to go that way, you’d be swept away To Jones Davey, to a watery grave You’d languish with ships sunk at Salamis I tell him not…
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