Commander Man (Man we're not)A Poem by J. R.A nonsense song, however, upon rereading it, it makes a bizarre sort of sense if you look at it the right way.
Herbert's nothing, walk it off
Herbert's nothing, walk it off Commander? Man, you're not Communists? Man, we're not Gosh we're scared, we're clawing the gnomes Blackmail is the greatest fun Now we gotta leave this one Save these narrow moments for the back dino We'll see who guided the albino rhino Elwood Eisner's broken knee But it's not enough, fat bee Hurt comes next, no dying Commander? Man, you're not Communists? Man we're not I'm a rambling cosmonaut Men are full of things Gosh, you're clever now, not fair, we're drinking Gosh, that there girl is slacking off the inking Then they took the bottled dawning And they transposed through the awning God was gonna rake a fish Double backs on velcro wish Gosh, now I'm a noise
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1 Review Added on August 7, 2010 Last Updated on August 7, 2010 AuthorJ. R.AboutI am an aspiring writer who is interested in improving as a writer and getting my work out to the world. . more..Writing
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