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Don Booda's Invitation

Contributed by donnz on Saturday, 31st January 2004 @ 02:50:11 PM in AEST
Topic: AmericanTragedy

Don Boodas Invitation ___

Embossed,
Elegant and Proper
With White Glove upon Silver Tray
( ___He imagined )
Would surely come
To announce his required presence to attend this day

His Fellows,
Wordsmiths
and other known Notorious Poets of the Dusky Caf
( ___ would say )
"Come Speak and Bend your phrase
and entertain us,
on this, your sixty-first Birthday.

Ahh ___ a celebration that would envy Quixote
and _____ those other guys
Wine, laughter and Raucous noise
Out on the town with the boys

With this a gentle tear
Did shly slip past cheek and Mstache and hidden laugh.
" My life is proven to be all that I have dreamed "
( and With that___ )

A crack of burnn wood and steam did rise to wake
From within that Barrel of fire
To warm the homeless and dispossessed
Quaked ! Don Booda,
Standing in cold damp shoe and common cloth
Of yesterdays still dressed
Breath of kerosene, and hunger now asleep,
Did creep round to avoid the shift of wind
That hawkish did bite the face
Covered in smoke and ash and forgotten sins
For which, he must now pay for his mistake
Of pride and rebellion and anti-social ways.
Ahh ___ but those were the days

Those were the days.

Copyright © donnz ... [ 2004-01-31 14:50:11]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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