A flush of diadems
the wink of heralds
bats askew upon the worm tower
links unchained yet mired
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Bud 'n Betty both hate to swear
not on a Bibly book
not an oath - egad!
or on anyone's head
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Venerable old man
shaken by some frisky wind
please excuse
for I too
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We'll go on
through the blackest night
through the urban jungle
through the darkest hour
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Haven't seen you for a while, she
He, we look differently
Where you been?
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She struggled with words
Thing or thingy came easy
Signified sufficiently
Even though she knew
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We sat together for a while
Watching petals pass
On the warm sidewalk
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She sends me
and verily, I had not looked for it
I'm not extremely fond of being sent
the surrender of a moment
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Lycia cupped the Dionysian hexagram in her buccal alter
While Ophelia danced doggie on the bad finger
And Lycia sang sweetly: 'Arr'r Grra Arrg! '
Which some understood to mean: 'I'm so free! '
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The image lacks elegance
It is neither nice nor refined
Certainly not politically correctified
I don't even know if it's physically possible
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