Right back atchaA Poem by Dripping Chocolate MadnessIf you're hips ain't swaying, you ain't got the rhythm. Don't walk without rhythm. You won't attract the worm.I mean: I might be seen In Abilene, Or East Medina Cause I'll haunt you. And in between The creaking wooden beams I'll sit and preen Because I want to ...With what I've gone through You Look over Your shoulder Getting braver getting bolder And you're only getting older, So you grab a candle holder And it smoulders Growing colder *Puff* And I'll Wait behind the stairs And when you're there I'll grab your hair Because I want you And I'll Trap you in the wall So when you call For help They don't know Where you've gone to... ...I long to Baby (Baby) Crazy (Crazy) First you killed me Then you raised me Used to like me Now you hate me But there'll be a day when you're gonna pay and then you'll wish you had erased me. Someday Maybe Monday After Sunday night Has crept inside your window You'll find me In a grimy stain Your mind had claimed was Chocolate on your pillow ... And Hello
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1 Review Added on August 31, 2020 Last Updated on August 31, 2020 AuthorDripping Chocolate MadnessWandering, RIAboutNot a writer, but I do it anyway. I'm also not a chef, musician, masseuse, guidance counselor, philosopher, or survivalist. But again: never stopped me before. I DO, however, happen to be a giant p.. more..Writing |