Etienne Charilaou Poems

Feed my apogee!
Neglect my minstrelsy.
Voice your discontent.
No harm is meant.
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I heard the ice cream van
but I'm under a sugar ban.
A kid would have no fear
but I can only sit here
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Some strange creature's plaintive wail doth my ears assail.
The trumpeting of a popinjay with a blocked nose but who knows!
Who knows what crazy creatures lurk in the murderous murk?
Who wouldn't like to watch a salubrious sasquatch?
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Even a simple visit to a mall
can be a trap for the unwary.
Plunged of a sudden - you fall
into a miasma of desire.
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The infernal Isle of Lust
under the hegemony of
the Demon of Lust lay
well behind me now.
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Buds like popped corn crowd the tree
like nascent stars glowing in a nebula.

The sun beckons, as does a book;
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Adding, adding,
adding, adding,
adding to your reading load.
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40 minutes, minutes.
40 minutes, minutes.
40 minutes, minutes.
That's all I've got now.
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