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Click hereI was up on Brokeback Mountain
Watching two young guys make love
The clouds were grazing in the fields
While sheep soared high above.
The river flowed with lemon-milk
And trees were upside down
I noticed that my feet were wet
as rained poured from the ground
The deer were walking on two legs
and bears were small as mice
the sun was perching in a tree
and let off rays of ice
no things weren't right on Brokeback folks
the world had gone amuck
the only normal thing that day
was watching two men fuck
There is some pretty awful poetry(?) on LitE but this is not one of them.
This is good. Shows some talent and a great sense of humor.
A witty little piece, added late to the day's offerings;
Perhaps our poet had a bit too much of whatever it was that sent her mind way off. And, by the way,
Welcome to the Poetry side of Lit.