Francie Lynch Poems

I just want to cry,
Heave my back;
Contract where it hurts
Like I'm six.
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Laughter is universal.
Extraterrestrials shit themselves with it;
Martians piss their pants;
Venutians titter til they cry;
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I've a question
Needing resolve;
It's not as big
As the start of the universe;
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Trust a liar
To equivocate.

Trust a thief
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Somehow the gate's been opened
To the urban zoo;
This rural petting farm
Is something rather new.
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Ones who look
But never see,
Are ones who won't
Agree to agree.
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Peter, my closest friend,
Worries.
Name it - he worries.
Shows it too,
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Elections
Are a lot like Euchre,
A game of chance.
If you elect
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Here's a few legitimate refugees:
political, poverty, drought, war, and religious.
They're right in the top drawer zone,
But who gives a flying Whoopi
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Winter's pristine blankets
Have seeped into the ground.
Animal scat's like scattered landmines;
Cigarette rubble and plastics
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