Wednesday, April 20, 2011

More Bad Poetry!

(Brace yourself)


There is a silver tooth
in the broken appendectomy of time -
waiting, waiting, waiting
o'er the canteen

Cry not for the tin ear
that hears not for the fear
or never good cheer
For many a year.

     yesterday I walked down ventura boulevard and saw
          lots of chewing gum wrappers
             in the gutter.  They don't make 'em like
     they used to.

There is a silver tooth
in the broken appendectomy of clothing -
laughing, laughing, laughing
At your shoes.

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