David McLansky Poems

Boy, I’m glad I’m done with you,
Glad you couldn’t see us through,
The objections of your family/friends,
Glad you brought us to an end;
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He:
I really think it's only fair
We exchange our vows en plein air
For I am old and you are young
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Bad Cess

It's said to be
Bad cess, bad luck
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You have put me in
This prison hell
At your whimsy
Here to dwell,
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(14) My Pale Snow White

My pale Snow White
Sleeps day and night,
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Riff on gajanan mishra poem, 'Wife is trouble; shoot her.'


The problem of writing poetry
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n Irish Halloween....

Father Kelly, grim of face, ....
Called these children, ....
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As a trusting tourist
I naively dwell
In an antique room
That's a deafening hell,
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Kay


A spoken word of kindness
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Never take a Muse as lover
They lay still beneath the covers
They surely stiffen at your touch
They do not like the body much;
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