Paul Warren Poems

The creature from the black lagoon
Late at night to make the ladies swoon
The wolf-man changed at the full moon's light
And sometimes with Dracula they had such a fight
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Silently....
Waiting again
Watching the clock
Tick over slowly
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He stood in his laboratory in a haze
The dreams of the machine consumed his days
Working hard and not sleeping well
He created a torment and torture working hell
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He only worked the night shift
The other shifts he was cut adrift
As soon as the sun went down
You could see him prowling the town
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After the von Stauffenberg plot in 1944
Hitler became obsessed even more
Before each meal 15 women ate his meal
To ensure he wouldn't be poisoned in the deal
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I found it one day on a country lane
As the sun shone on its green refrain
Others had walked past it over time
I was the only one to see it in the sunshine
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Smoking is a dying art
Only tried it once for my part
And I see the tobacco companies
Are still making lots of pennies
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I remember when I didn't need a hat
And I could feel the sun as easy as that
I looked cool with hair to my shoulders
Of course, I was a lot less than older
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Is it old wisdom
When seeking aged counsel
Or wisdom of years
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The modern electronic age
Means what's online will gauge

Who you are in the world
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