With her lips firmly emplaced
Around the manhood of the vessel
She sinks the battleship along with its loyal crew
Davy Jones opens up the Ocean’s locker
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I wrote a poem for and about my wife and she cried as she read it
Her tears landing on the printed out page of my heart
Its inkjet type written words were bathed by the healing flow
That came pouring from her dark brown and loving eyes
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Dreamland was about to become very nightmarish
In as much as the car in which we all were riding
Exceeded the careful demands of a sharp and winding curve
Thereby breaching the protective guardrail and plunging off the cliff
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Hamartia is an umbrella
It covers the head of the snake
A snake that bites the hand that feeds it
A snake by any name
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Last night as the tropical rain washed away the bloody day
I dreamed I was in the army and there was another war to fight
It was almost exactly the same as the last war in which I fought
I was in a jungle and the enemy was wearing black pajamas
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It's a Sunday night and the burger joint doesn't close until midnight
After that it's the grease trap needs emptying and the floor needs a mop
Scrap and scour the grill, empty the fry trays, and make sure to lock up
Call us in the morning if you're going to be late....
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Jive crap
That’s all this life is
Just some jive Asses attempt
at some more jive ass poetry
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Curtains were made
to conceal ugly people's nudity
Matchsticks were made to
scratch the inside of your ears
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Where is the beauty in being old
Your teeth grow long as gums grow short
Your back curves as your hair straightens
and looking good becomes more like work...
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Today the summer sun beats down on me like it did when I was back in Nam
Making me crazy with a touch of the malaria......making me
mad enough to overreact to the slightest breeze
exhaled from the painted lips of a one legged diseased ridden concubine
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