Trevor McLeod

Where farts rose quickly on the internet
people went clicking
People more drickling
People were rickly
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Where the poet died
while writing what,
His hand gone by
for what he thought
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Britches to shirt tails
in pigtails not pony.
She's Pippi the Longstocking,
her legs long and bony.
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You'll put up a statue
and say I'm a poet
When all of you worship
what I'll never know it
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I hate him
He angers me
I wish he'd die as quick
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The pumpkin's eyes
are rarely seen
without your visions
imagined dreams
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The pumpkins eyes
are rarely seen
without your visions
imagined dreams
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The politician's poverty
is slum upon the street
When bum and cart will make you roll
through city home and fleet
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The trees now blowing blast wind
Their limbs held down for joy
The boughs are bending half way
as foliage comes to toy
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Happy birthday to you
You haggard old hand
You've age like a goose egg
in spots of your brand
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Autumn's hotum
Autumn's cool
Autumn's for lovers
Autumn's fool
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I passed a colonoscopy
that gas was asked to free
When all about my head went dead
and smell was left to be
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Happy birthday to you
You make up what is new
You are sorry you're born
when old becomes you
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The season's falling faster
than the pumpkins dare to slump
That the leaves go passing after
for the dew to form their sump
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I'm thankful to others
I'm thankful for them
I'm thankful to brothers
and sisters Amen
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See that Santa
He's by the fire
He's bringing gifts
a tree can mire
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The pumpkin's eyes
are rarely seen
without your visions
imagined dreams
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The man who lost his money
got a horrible nasty shock
When the government called him homeless
and his money got to talk
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The man who lost his money
got a horrible nasty shock
When the world called him homeless
and his government a rock
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A cloven feeling of love
for marring motions of hug
When rising spirits above
tear at their ceilings of tug
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