One Of Three Times Three Squared By Three I Am Just One Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

One Of Three Times Three Squared By Three I Am Just One

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Hunting shirts previously worn without my say
blisters to the soul reaching out shrived arm
finger broken in nose there to stay.
Hefty are my parts that grow when I sleep
small is the mind pulling covers to peak on
thier find.
Graticule proximate motion laminae strikes
to the soul of the chase up your cave eating
poo.
Unloosed with a noodle filled with oodles
that dribble without cake never to date with
out hate.
Unto me gracious being IRS tax return never sea
without asking a pardon employed unengaged
destination never reached you keeping paying.
Perpetrators...twerp the birds..seeds early dawn.

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James McLain

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From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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