- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Munchkin Thieves
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All my words are caught by Munchkins
and I see them having luncheon
on the orts of my obsessions
that no longer work for me.
Off they go across the playground
dribblin' words I thought were unknown
dragging secrets I had hidden
as they scatter through the trees
swinging words like plastic yoyo's.
"Those are mine!" I scream but oh no
Mine are gone; my Muse has fooled me
and I cannot get them back.
Now the days are getting shorter
as the nights are getting darker
and my mind is getting grayer
All my words are nearly gone.
But the few that I remember
hold my memories close as whispers
and I’ll keep them til the end days
Letting go with my last breath.
So bend down and listen closely
as I smile; hear you sighing
I will tell you my last secrets
seeing my words in your eyes.
Now I know that you’ll protect them
I will trust that you’ll respect them
though please keep them locked away from
any Munchkins that you meet!
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