John W. McEwers

Rookie - 62 Points (6/20/1980 / Nova Scotia, Halifax)

John W. McEwers Poems

321. Zoology 2/22/2012
322. Zzebras 4/13/2010
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Gross Things

I remember when I was a kid,
I ate worms after a rain
I mixed dog food in my ice cream
I played with frogs
rolled in the mud like hogs
but the only thing that ever
ever disgusted me
was the moment Mindy kissed my cheek
in the middle of recess.

I feel silly in my solitude now.

I'd give all the frogs in the world
for a chance to wipe my hands of worms
and take Mindy to that Ice Cream Social,
and have a ten year head-start
to enjoy all the gross things
in life.

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Forget The Roses

Forgot lies, she said
and she said forget the flowers
they weren't pretty, you know,
you knew they weren't and thats why
you picked them and she said
it ain't bail money baby, it aint some price
to pay for me being here
but I swear I'll leave if you buy
that kinda flower
one more time.

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