Buddy Bee Anthony


Underworld Garden Of Dreams - Poem by Buddy Bee Anthony

What's it gonna be next time around,
Ms. Turnaround, when your world's
spinnin round 'n' round.
Love or money
love or money
love or money, honey.
You've been rushin off too fast
to your funny money man
woman
man
woman man
You're getting too friendly
with them tin horn fellas
A little too cozy
with their automated tellers.
So, show me
and I'll show you.
Show me
and I'll show you.
Show me
then I might just show you
a trick or two
a trick or two
A hip slick
quick pick
trick or two.
You never said thank you
when they said please.
You say your shit's together
But, your shit's up in your jeans.
So show me
and I'll show you
show me
and I'll show you,
show me
then maybe baby
I might just show you
a trick or two
my little trickle down trick
check it out
Before they dig you
a six foot hole
to lay to rest your weary
mortal souls
Give you one
improper. proper eulogy.
Come on down
all the way down
to the underworld garden of Dreams
with the other girl
and her thundercurl
what a wonderwhirl.
Come on down all the way down
to my underworld garden of dreams.
Before they hand you
a crap filled double latte

and say
here's your hot
chocolate sugared cream.
Come down
all the way down
to my underworld
garden of dreams
When your best laid plans
are somebody else's

splayed out pipe dreams and schemes.
Remember to come down
one time all the way down
into my underworld garden of dreams


Buddy Bee Anthony

Topic(s) of this poem: song


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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 10, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 21, 2018


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