Defensive Player Poem by Pierre Rausch

Defensive Player



And right lines of bloom
Very nice and initiative
It sounds all so wonderful
To venture into a restaurant

A lexicon of music and hold hands
The extension is integrated
Out of touch, out of sight
To soak into a basin

Skunk and junk food it's never been cheaper
Eyeballs could clash in an instant
Nobody's perfect, not even you
Gush over to Jersey, where you can print

You win anything if you really want
To be all you can be
To be all you can be
The science of the good burger

Skunk, Skunk
Skunk, Skunk
Skunk, Skunk
Skunk, Skunk

For architects and young mentors
Which is for other garments
But she thought it was all right
And stared into the gallery

Monday, June 18, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: perfection
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