that aint not half not bad aint it

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you, aloof, decorating black-eyed susans,
lily-black skinned, a-wailing your aural-decorous
ugly song;

you, frail as Thor in heat, rancid as new-chopped
grounded beef, screeching your ear-menacing
ugly song;

you call this "afterglow fit for an amoeba"

i, curly-pawed purring, yet delight in
suicide musings as your
ugly song is sung;

as you wrangle my liquorice-white skin, pressed to you again.

grrr

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LeBrozLeBrozalmost 16 years ago
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Displaying an underappreciated fact that the art of the title is almost as important as the art of the poem itself.

KOLKOREKOLKOREalmost 16 years ago
Translation: I had the best time of my life...

To play a bit with your language it's has been a screeching dizzying play on my imagination with menacing teasing images all pretending to be ugly just so that I could be even more jealous of how good you had it with that woman! And: "aint not half not bad"... indeed! Those double negatives...there is no hiding anymore; just come and say it: Hey all, do you hear...I had the best time of my life!

AngelineAngelinealmost 16 years ago
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