Habitual, Like Filthy Poem by J.L. French

Habitual, Like Filthy



With intent to discredit
a faithfulness that is steadfast in the face of temptation.
that leaves deep, extensive wounds.
essentially by rotation and not usually by force
they have no orgasm.
oh my. straw.
implies expanding by introduction of air.
or something
insubstantial.
troll.
stresses the complete absence of external rule.
and the full right one's own decisions.
one overlooks without censure.
behavior that involves a serious breech. of a
moral code.
oh lollipop of mediocrity;
distinctively imply that something has reached
its greatest magnitude
through many additions.
build on, big man. build on.
oh woman, support thy big fellow.
with lavish expenditures and
displays of great wealth.
I used to be a dancer....

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
marla sue 11 April 2006

i understand what you are going through. I too, have support my big, big fellow lavishly. Peace out.

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