Friday, February 6, 2015

#tpoetry - my tongue lost feeling

Now I'm a gentle humdinger reigning for you
So long my wife don't no me no more
I made a nasty spill on the dirty floor
The room was clock strike daisy the cherry waits
Some kids for breakfast will threaten erection
The moon with overglow has got no more clue
We're sure about the time we could be wrong
If you were keeping a journal the covers
Would be arcs and your fingernails blue
It's fun to be a watcher of a nuclear anus
I wondered for too long my tongue lost feeling

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