Michael Gale Poems

There was an alligator...
That met a girl, and ate 'er.

He had such fun...
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I cannot escape your beautiful looks...
Your unequalled beauty, is another one, for the books.

I cannot escape your unequalled smarts...
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The ghost waverly hovered...
As if his famous, young lover, above her.

His kiss upon her cheek...
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Keys that either stick or don't even comprehend the friggin' punch of the old finger...

People who are way too loud while on their cell phone...
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The cobwebs keep on growing, and infesting mine pearch...My troubled life seems to have doubled and left me in the lurch.

Do I say what now, do I belong in a church? ...Yes how?
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Mundane-Midnight Murders Of The Rue Morgue-isborg city blues...Mayhaps me skin toned and skid marked Underoos.

What do we lose? ...Bandanna Republican Central.
Where life greets us with a fry pan, that is smacked straight to my face.
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Th' pains brought abreast...
Deep down in my chest.

Deep and far they reach...
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Beget, regret disloyal sway...
Beyond all greed, of greed, this day.

Manly greed, stings all men...
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Thy sunlight silhouetted at thy, pitied door...
Thy renewed moon beams, yet,
less, transfigured, time a more.
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A deathly drink, had I sipped...
Coming home inside thy crypt.

Stiffened bones as wrought by iron...
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