A Herd of Godivas
By ice rivers
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Resplendent on her seven snakeskin stallions,
Godiva and imposters galloped past Durango.
Lonesome Dudes hid their Reflector Raybans.
Just beyond Durango yawned the canyon.
Godiva yawned back ,a duck quacked.
Nietzsche whispered the only echo.
God laughed last, Nietzsche was dead
so the echo was an illusion
Heaven forsaken, mistaken life without music.
Seven Godivas in a Chevrolet truck
with Granny Goat at the wheel
Headed for a naked exhibition that
would conclude with a scourging confusion
And an oil based funeral pyre
To further thornify the crowning deal.
Only the Nubians and Toggenburgs from
Lonely Bobby Frost's last certified herd
Were alive at the curtain to
Hear the poet's final guiding word
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Some really nice incongruous
Some really nice incongruous images here, playful playing with icons
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