“Gone Forth With A Backlash”
Gone forth with a backlash
Extricated and rematched
Diagonally crumpled in a hatch back
Yellow lights are changing faster and faster
Six dimes and a slew of tunes
Perusing eardrums and brain goos
Never get tired of circadian rhythms
Finding the daylight and pools to swim in
Marched back and a ten hut
Left right left but staying put
Overly wane with the waxing moon
Stars shining twinkling hiding at noon
Forest fire destroying getting ready to create
Seeds are sown underground lying in wait
Gone but ten times and nine minus four
Found a friend on a newly shellacked wooden floor
Got my bowling shoes on ready to strike pins
Curving and swerving cutting right in
Mind disguised and fake mustachioed
Was never able to eat just one pistachio
Left her right there on the bed
She was dreaming about being well fed
Sweat emerging from underneath the skin
Popping a bead glistening
Choirs are made up of many vocal chords
Mixing and matching sounds sometimes not even words
A trifle a trumpet a hollering Dad
Mother’s upset at drunk driving, M.A.D.D.
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