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I kill spiders
Contributed by
Damon_Maynard
on
Sunday, 29th September 2002 @ 10:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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I see many a ruin fall down around
Crumbles on in, lets make a town
Omelette me, run away free
Sing a song of vengeance, come with me.
Onset a migraine from all the fruit juice,
Someone’s in some trouble, the world has come loose.
Thanks for the praise; I won’t try my hardest,
But I’ll break the tap seal; I’ll flood the carpet.
I’ll make a hell of a mess that I won’t clean up,
Scream at circus strongmen; “think you’re so tough?”
Dance around a shoebox that just wont shave,
I’ll send my own head to an early grave.
Read on the net how to remove your eyes with a spoon,
Love, get the dogs we’re going to Bonnie Doon.
Free physiotherapy for anyone who comes here in flames,
Egocentric biotic kerosene is my first middle name.
Are all the windows black so baby lambs can’t see out?
Now you tar my arms, me and my big mouth.
Force fork fed the remains of a caramel crayfish cake,
26 thousand badgers flee; will this spark a new debate?
I chew up the soil to transplant a flowerpot,
Can a one-legged moon dog plough a field or not?
Wrestle every single minion on the count of three,
But I only kill the spiders that do not talk to me.
I heard you got caught burning a menu made from selfish mustard,
A warning to a delisted mystic karma-toting hustler.
Heavyweight ducks tape water to some finer stripy regions,
Circumvention creates a world with 94 screaming seasons.
Roll up, roll up, and put your artificial head back on the shelf,
Want a decent conversation? Talk to bats or talk to yourself.
A hectic game of naughts and crosses held in a silent loft,
Relax, flex the knuckles, swallow roughage and sleep it off.
Ghosts refuse to rock climb in public for reasons kept at bay,
The timer counts back from 23 hours, and yet it takes all day.
Chaos, evolution, negligence, as days go by we’re older,
No idea of military technique, yet I’m a spider soldier.
Designation is a terrible lie made up of transparent mud,
Destination: make a change and strangle life from doves.
Dust won’t settle for anything less than power under lights,
Start my stopwatch to perplex a million heinous liars.
Moosey hooby galoob times eight renew refuge of the great ruse,
Elude a sake fake seaway for the subordinate subterfuge.
Pour me a Kaluha anti-venom and summon Damon’s little helpers,
Suffocate every brilliant mind found inside the arachnoid shelter.
Climbing beans don’t care to climb without the aid of wires,
War toenails do a sneaky dance, and shut your mouth you’re fired.
Drop to a new level of despise for mock up electronic shocks,
Give me the chance to break this stance, and wrench 6 of their 8 legs off.
Copyright ©
Damon_Maynard
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2002-09-29 22:00:00]
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Re: I kill spiders
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by CARAAAAA on
Sunday, 29th September 2002 @ 11:40:10 PM AEST
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| ARGH! U ROCK! |
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Re: I kill spiders
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by Daniela_Maria_Violin on
Sunday, 29th September 2002 @ 11:43:44 PM AEST
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Hey Damon,
This is so cool.. I love it
So orginial...
Daniela |
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Re: I kill spiders
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 02:34:32 AM AEST
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"Can a one-legged moon dog plough a field or not? "
That, my newfound favourite poet, is the question Shakespeare should have asked!
Bravo! This is imagery at its most intense! Who cares if its borderline (resident?) insanity? It's what I like - the ability to express unhindered, the jumbled contents of a psyche.
5 stars now. Another 5 when I return.
Excellent stuff. |
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