Michael Gale

Rookie (? / Chicago Illinois/Oklahoma City.)

Gnish Gnash Thy Penny Swept Cash. - Poem by Michael Gale

A filthy mess o' me...
A filthy filthy filthy flea.

Climbing and clamboring for many a fauna...
Perchance of late-
Tw'ill bring about life's long gone dawn.

Molest thy eyes to stagger blind...
Keep hard in check-
For half of met one filthy hack to lend a
lonesome bind.

Skip to a lu lu me darlin' deep in dew...
Step real hard then softly feel as if set in stew.

Slant this affair straight to heart....
Give up thy beast b'fore thy cart.

Mush-mush-mush and hush my darlin'...
Keep hope of fear fro' mornin's starlin.

Gnish gnash for penny swept cash...
Tie down real hard thy window'd sash.

Comments about Gnish Gnash Thy Penny Swept Cash. by Michael Gale

  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (10/12/2006 8:41:00 PM)

    MICHAEL JEFFREY>>>gNISH, gNASH, A TEN IN A FLASH! The Theatre of the Abstract, this is & intuiging to the hilt! '''''''''''''''FRANK (Report)Reply

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  • (10/12/2006 4:12:00 PM)

    Nursery-rhyme feeling with a fabulous flow;
    non-nursery feeling of a sorrow you seem to know.

    Expressed with perfect clarity, Michael, painful to read (in the best possible sense) . t x

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 12, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 16, 2010

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