Laugh Through Bent Lips Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Laugh Through Bent Lips



Zebras stripes he gave now black and white
do you think when those stripes are backwards
the klu klux can decend?
Average Joe when plumbing the land mistook
a giraffe neck for a snake to clean your pipes.
No matter how limbough rushes about and
stays in the same place does that make
him a lop?
I am for life does that mean I can't eat shrimp?
I am for stem cell research I would love to
remember when I forget.
Upon the water I walk to be alone.
A rock thrown away is one less you can hit me
in the head with.
If the jokes on me how do you get paid for it?
To save money I stopped eating I could not
afford any more toilet papper because they
turned my water off.
What of you? I wont tell.

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James McLain

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From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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