GibberishA Poem by dangerboozeIf you have ever been to Coldstone Creamery...and had my favorite mix of sweets. One bite is like Cocaine in sugar form. And this is what I say when I'm so hyped up on sugary goodness.A glorious battle To victory! Begone fiend! Whilst I fluff your pillow in defiance! Shh! Don't speak! We must move to the adjacent room? Why? You fool! Don't you know?! The walls They have noses They smell the deceit Piles up on piles of lies Scurrying around our words Squirrels searching for nuts to bury! No I speak not of nutty nuts But lying nuts! Yes! Nuts are lies! You there! Retrieve me my nuts! Yes You must climb that tree disguised as a fence disguised as a chair Don't you question me O Fine Sir! I know what it is I speak Spoke? Said?! Well, I snap my bra at you, sir! Take that! And that! And oh my this does hurt Very counterproductive Yes, please Call the doctor Oh, the fine doctor with the hat No, not the Watson hat Yes! That one! The stripes Oh how they call to me They make me want to put words together Why of course, I know how to put words together I'm doing it now, aren't I? Don't you shake your head at me! Bask, I say! Bask in the glory that is my joy! Oh, do wipe that scowl from your face It bothers me No, it disgusts me The scowl Not your face Now shush! Shush I say! And so begins my rant Just another sugary day So we have our ups and downs Downs and ups Diagonally diced Dinner served in cubes? Bubbles bludgeon Badgering bald biddies And Blue-Footed Boobies Bouncing babies, buses, and bugs Hearts pulse and push Pounding pudding puddles Plopping puppies Platypi parading parachutes Pies pillage Whilst the pigs plunder. © 2010 dangerboozeAuthor's Note
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Added on October 9, 2010 Last Updated on October 9, 2010 AuthordangerboozeCAAboutI'm a lazy writer. I write what I feel when I feel like it. But to be more specific, I have a constant case of writer's block about pretty much every thought that I can think of or even consider. .. more..Writing
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