Hazel

Hazel

A Poem by Thatch

Hazel, she stepped right off the road
That amber fox done licked the toad
before we knew it she had paid what she owed
Now want is wait and wait is what I know
Hazel, she stepped right off the road

My hands are cold, my head's a kite
Blinded by headlights in the night
King Kitty's working on a diamond rite
Fist-fightin' titans stealing God's left eye
My hands are cold, my head's a kite

Asleep I fell, down into Hell
One I created for myself
My big bug eyes can't seem to break this bell
My cutie pie, sweet cuddly clientele
Without a wave, there is no swell

And you fell through

© 2016 Thatch


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Ugh piercing through and through

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Added on July 16, 2016
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Hey guys! I sometimes write down any lines or paragraphs that come to me and I've built up a small collection over the years. I don't really show them to anyone so I thought I'd share some of them .. more..

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