"Morrow
Misspells marrow,"
Concludes Clarence Darrow.
But I said "You airhead, it means
Goodnight."
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"Morrow
Misspells marrow,"
Concludes Clarence Darrow.
But I said "You airhead, it means
Goodnight."
"Goodnight,"
She whispered low.
I said, "Before you go,
Your hair is, you should really know,
A fright."
A fright,
A fear, a dread,
Was when she shook her head
And said, "You know the rabbit? Well
It's dead."
“It’s Dead.”
“They die,” I said.
Best live these moments well.
The clock will break when matter makes
its end.
Its end,
My friend, was like
Its making: a hurried
Undertaking and soon forgot.
Or not.
Or not
to be. He shouts,
“To be or not to be!”
You’d think there’s other things to think
about.
"About
Time!" I mutter,
Gazing from the gutter,
As darkness slowly sputters out
A day.
A day
of reckoning
wool pulled from trusting eyes
innocent are vindicated
judgement
Judgement
terminator
Arnold is president
all aliens are deported
fruits rot
Fruits rot
immigrants come
minimum wage rises
immigrant's families arrive
job blight
Hey Virtuoso, the rules say no playing with yourself! (:))
Job blight
no insurance
government website down
you must still pay the penalty
stay well
Just a few to catch up. Don't pee your pants, Pompey!
Stay well
In pits of hell
With Satan's sweet blessing
Carressing you and refreshing
His spell.
his spell
Neptune's shell
Fontana di Trevi
cast upon tossed coins from hopeful
lovers