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This Treatise
Contributed by
screwge
on
Saturday, 5th July 2008 @ 11:30:27 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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This muttering, ranting treatise
Is nothing but pure
Bliss,
Coherency of a cur.
The words dripping with patron saints
The jargon phrases:
The (cant)s and (aint)s,
The cant studded with, What the blazes?
Human with all-encompassing wings
This shadowing human
Sings
A veritable talisman.
The I cant, I wont, I shant,
Promises swayed as shanty homes
Promises with a slant,
Yet to be capped off with their comfy domes.
You are of your word.
I tally.
Of your word when stirred,
Though this is an anomaly.
The spitting anguish
Cataclysmic and red-faced
Close to a languish
Yet without a having-been-traced.
Keep a candle
For this nightly twilight
Scandal.
Keep the night bright.
Crank calls on the phone
Begging alimony,
Plots measurably phony
You and a certain crony.
What a ghost!
You would make.
To aggrandize, to boast
To spook and fake.
The beads of sweat
From a little square, taupe --
Easy to forget
So full of hope.
That epitaph
Would make me laugh
As I rest on it with my left calf,
The better half.
A pyre dripping with a patron saint
The mutterings under volume
So faint
In their ambitious tomb.
Copyright ©
screwge
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2008-07-05 11:30:27]
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Re: This Treatise
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by wizard on
Saturday, 5th July 2008 @ 12:32:18 PM AEST
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nice write..i enjoyed it...
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