Phony Poems
September 29, 2009
Date: Sunday, November 26, 2006 8:49 PM Topic: Phony Poems
Phony Poems
Rhyming words that do not touch the soul A grown ups’ dancing as a three year old.
Copied form and wrangled lines Garbage cans of lemon rhine
Almost real or deep or power packed Instead their see through croocker sacks
Twisted fluff with no parallels Bunch of trash to line the pales.
11/26/6
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