Emulating Stars of MaybeA Poem by apennylateRay-stuns and gravy...Emulating stars of maybe in May, hey baby, ray stuns and gravy I'm alive and unfettered bravely I'm better than wetter dogs with rabies, a slave to crazy, still jive and raving Dime shot on sight, creeping hog tied up tight, and I'm slightly light in the pockets Mark-it and hearken, steady ready caulk-it Off-it like rockets I'm parkin' and stalkin' on foot at the market I stray when I pursue loose grooves with my pick... No-stop-it Can't slick-pin her, hoppin' to the sloppin', and next target is barkin' I'm farther than a garden guarded by sovereign guardians pawin' 'n' slobberin' Lower than drains clogged with pain runnin' on sugar-bane Can it tame the blame that I swing wildly like a cane Like a similie for lame, I'm lamer than lame Now steady aim and pray we can coast today, mope and sway Lay to rest grace, but sashay when slain Sass and flame? Hah... Might as well use our brains. Use our lanes to go nowhere, or somehere I never know, but something has to flow Indeed it knows the deed of rose, and crows that fold and blow on slopes The corpse is coarse, of course I'm morose The host is boasted roast, and I'm hoisting oats to make up gropes in the dark I'm not dark I swear I'm far from it, an ark of ravens slayin' carpets Now the pavement calls me, need a beat-back symphony to make it... No problem You lay the six by me, and I'll do the farmin' Just remember... No sobbin' © 2017 apennylateFeatured Review
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Added on July 17, 2017Last Updated on July 17, 2017 Tags: Poetry Author
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