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Click hereHe was willing but unable
to turn himself inside out.
He had been trying
for weeks
with no success.
If he were to go to the store
and buy a horse with no history
he might at least look life in the eye
as he crashed his car
into the concrete embankment.
He drove his horse to a parking garage
in a town that was inhabited
by people who had no idea
who the cat in the hat was.
The garage was in a bad mood
and the fast motion
of a look of regret
shuffled across his mind
as he watched the dishes
turn into an elaborate
musical production number.
absurd amondo, I would take my hat off if I had a head with no history.
What can I say? I'm a fan.
Do you think we could put the cat in the hat
on the horse ? I mean hey, lets really mess
with my mind.. Now Bill, I did enjoy the read
because the way you write is always in riddle to
me, lol.. is that because I am blonde ? hmm,
The words do have a nice feel to the tongue.
Thank you, from the bottom of my peach pick'n
heart !
kisses..
sGp
An odd little piece; it's not juicy juice but a more potent product of the grape.
this is a trippy poem, Bill. I loved it. The first two lines make it. I disagree with whoever said you need to tighten it, ( i only got a glimpse) the lines are already syllable tight, to me anyway. Good work sharing a glimpse into this mind.