the horned fox plays his sax
as people come and go, the horned fox plays his sax his ragged tail by his ragged black hat filled with dollars or dimes the horned fox plays his sax morningtime as children go by
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Religious Instruction!
"What does it take for you to believe in God?" he enquired confidently.
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wolfsbane. (poem)
I drink her, and I spit and spout her out entirely. I thrust deep, with an aching… timed rich precision; But pace my bleeding aching urges to slowly flow.
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Wonderful Love
What a wonderful wreck of emotions I have become, in a wonderful world of wonderers gone. A wonderful notion of gratification to be your only one is my instant motivation.
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Erlkonig or Turbid Isidor
A kind of rock poem.
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An Elephant's Got Our Football
An elephant’s got our football, And he just won’t give it back, He saw we have some biscuits, Now he says he wants the pack. We really want our football, But we want our biscuits too,
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Sincerity
The times of the rhyming sensations are ceased, It's no surprise evil love has deceased - My heart is a chamber with limited space, Indifference got all my feelings erased.
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Life Replaced
I am drenched in silver smoke With my weekend brandy mates, Laughing at the same old jokes, Taking part in drunk debates. When my forces get united, I will leave the noisy bar,
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Every Room
Every room is fill with you pick up a old jumper that belong to you and i can smell you
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Complication Called Love
I feel a spark, a connection, a communication in this perfect assosiation of complication and intimidation. A flawless perfection of the human nation in all conclusion I find complicated and unreal.
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