No, Not Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

No, Not



strictly a 'tangent'...
.nor ponderously intransigent,
however strict...
however..
.howwmsoeweaver, crust
like so many tiny barnacles, nor a flimming flam among 'em...
to pull the thing out by its roots, if it had roots...
.wave a feathered fan at its
anterior,
flossify the will o' its wisp...
.set up a blockade...it'll holler, 'it's a set-up'...and it wanted it to be, bad, real bad, it did....and oozed under the rug,
gumshoed and harlequinkley eyed...
.why, if I had my druthers
....where are my druthers?
coulda sworn they were on the chair
with
the persimmons and the green-gilled cabuchon fish's husband.......dammit...gotta go find 'em...
will you please take care of this problem asbestos you can? put out the fire, there's a dear....thanks

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