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Carpet Muncher

Contributed by mangos on Monday, 23rd October 2006 @ 07:12:45 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

Save your words
For when you have something real to say
So the substance doesn’t slip away
Or rot the cavity
And turn to tooth-decay
If it’s the message
That you wish to relay
Think of something intelligent
Before you submit it on its way
Make it appropriate
For the sensitive eyes
The pervert of the day

The class clown
Raises his hand
Without putting thought
Into the flashes that cross
Across his mind
He can not find
An appropriate means
To tell the class what he means
He means, no harm
Or so it seems
He is just obnoxious
No gloves
No Vaseline
Gives it to you straight
And hopes to get a laugh in-between
An intermittent smile
A chuckle
A high off sniffing gasoline
A two-week suspension
On his permanent file
As if he acted so obscene
As if he offended
A viewer
Who he himself
Is disturbingly unclean

Bite the bullet
On this one
Pull it and tug
Until the carpet muncher rips off the rug
When the prophet
Learns how to share the love
Then he may speak
As if he rules from above
Striking down his opponents
Without a fair trial
With no theory
Lack of motive and agility
Bendable body
It hurts for a while
Nimble until it stings somebody
Till’ cracks are heard
And backs are burned
Fingers dismembered
And nipples turned
Squeezed dimples
On the face of the lord
Give him a name
A peace-accord
This is all a joke
There is nothing in here I can even afford

How did this get back to me
We were talking about you
We were reminiscing
Of missing
And longing too
Fetter the links
A smile before the wink
As time never blinks
And the sunshine always sinks
Into the horizon
It is deployed
For the other-side of the world
To sit back and enjoy
And think

_______
_____

Copyright Â© mangos ... [ 2006-10-23 07:12:45]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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