Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

You want to really be a witch?
Well...
I knew some pretty wicked witches,
Who...
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'Look...
Let me set the record straight,
For you people.
And make it clear.
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Name the last time you felt any rhythm.
And...
Do you remember the last time.
Do you remember feeling any hints of rhythm.
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This aint nuthin' but what it is!
And...
You can choose to shelter it in with disbelief.
Or...
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The seeking to get attention business,
Isn't all what it cracks up to be.
Those who seek no attention,
Are chased by those disbelieving,
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Give me that mob action!
Now in fashion...
To divide with indecision,
And distort disceiving tainting the facts...
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With clinical precision,
Mother Nature has made a decision...
To correct,
That which 'She' feels is best...
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The biggest problem people keep in their minds,
Not to leave...
And they believe others seek and need,
Is the giving of their unsolicited opinion.
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It's not the fabric.
It is the tampering with the pattern,
To sell it as quality...
That has begun to show an unravelling,
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I've had my share,
With accomodating of those bi-polar crack heads.
And have given them an understanding,
That has come to an end.
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