Tony Avila Sampson Poems

Wyatt B. Flat is truly my name,
And punishment awaits those who I blame;

With a long knife that I swiftly swing,
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Woe-be-goneness, come about,
Little girls’ face soon to pout;
Bats go whoosh through the air,
Flying low to steal some hair;
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Silly laughter from
an old hag,
shuffling fingers
in an old bag;
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Parked at the curb,
The Petaluma Police could not observe,
The car their sarge had parked;
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Oh, Heavenly Father,
Thy Name be Hallowed;
There at my birth,
my brother soon followed;
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You are the one that I'll pay back,
Be forewarned, I'll soon attack!
Be your car tires that I come to hack,
I'll make air flow with every whack;
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Here lies three Howard's, all planted in a row,
And soon we'll add a Floyd, I want ya'll to know;

They're either fat or thin and some are in between,
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Oh, Heavenly Father, I request,
That an unseen burden be put to rest;

Its unrest, would you heal?
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first verse
I traveled to the moon
to ride a space balloon
I sing a brand new tune
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There is a person you'd like to curse,
so a voodoo doll, then make first;
Upon that doll you must cast a spell,
as you summon the wicked deep in hell;
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