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[title] => My Surreal Infatuation with your Clementines
[time] => 2007-02-25 13:26:46
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[bodytext] => I was walking past your store just the other day Taking hardly any note of the words you felt you had to say, 'Clementines, sweet clementines! The price is cheap, the time is right!' Summer it was, coins jingled in my pocket; I thought I just might - You smiled at me whilst hands picked the rotten few I smiled right back, looking not, walked off with just 'thank you' When home I reached, door pushed open Set clementines down, with knife sliced open This bitter-sweet juice from lips did spill Crushed nuggets of golden delight, my stomach fill These, here, then, now – my surreal infatuation With your sweet sweet clementines; a strange perambulation Of thought; of dia–rhetoric dialogue Of crass, un-wanton thoughts For, every day, every minute of the night I lay awake, shiver not from cold, but drunk in weird delight As, do I ever, do I all, cram one another Sweet Clementine, sweet Clementine; through nightmare crawl; I find myself in the very dead on night Lost before your stall, crying out, quivering in fright This has gone too far, gone on too long Sweet Clementine, sweet Clementine, only for thee do I long Note you this, with dread and horror, When I found out, no simple bother That you did fill these sweet, loved things With a crazed elixir, crack, enough to make one sing All the way, song sung, to county jail Now your clementines are sold just to make your bail. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 181 [topic] => 7 [informant] => ripshark [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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