eenie meenie mynee mo
who came knocking at the door?
wide eyed froggy wet and sore
long faced doggie, cat eyed whore
chill eyed baby wanting more
wanting wanting
ranting panting
needing bleeding
seething
weaving flowers
white and gold
counting sundrops
new and old
freshly frozen flowers blooming
winking moon and thunder looming
crickets buttercups
cherries cherubs
filtered brew
and cosy blue
on scattered sunday morning
whats your name
and whats your game
and where's my fifty days of fame?
you lost the plot
I ploughed the rot
you tossed a stone
I chewed the bone
can smell the cookies burning
lets catch some fish
or break a dish
and make the morning special
lets crack some eggs
and black some beans
and wrap our legs around us
the jam is gone
the evening long
i sang a song
that all went wrong
the lamb is here
never fear
dancing's on
the fever's gone
:D
Friday, June 29
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7 comments:
Nice rhythm. Nice imagery.
:)
very nice
just the kind of stuff i love
Ah, the joyous joyless trials and tribulations of heterosexual relationshipeering.
I enjoyed reading it.
Cute :D
how was your trip, sweetie?
Ooooh how playfully nice! I'm sure you had as much writing it as i did reading :P Long timee since i dropped by and so nice to be visiting again :) Hope all is fine with you!
fun to read. dazzling in fact.
where are you now?
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