2003-03-06 - 10:11 a.m.
approaching critical mass now
a convergence of the where and how
the geyser-like ascending smoke
exhuming molten dust
entwining, pluming on the poke
outward as it must
particulate entrainment
only adds to what is formed
Thank God for my arraignment
to this end I've been reborn
man, you crazy dunce!
Don't you walk upon that beach!
she juggles several men at once, unbeknownst to each,
do you want to share in that
deception dressed to kill?
you know that isn't where it's at
in fact, it makes you ill.
*BIG NEWS*
she just be playin' you
everybody knows it
it's all about the "say-n-do"
until somebody blows it
then subterfuge and camouflage,
and propaganda's entourage
comes the shrapnel to your snozz
open wizard and say, "oz"
(nonsense is her exit)
then the bagger with the dagger
starts to stagger like a bragger
(Stephen King's book pegs it).
she knew the way to end it all
before she got into it
her selfish stick won't bend at all
and she just ran you through it
plucked a piece like an hor d'ouvre
and tried to redigest it
and you're left thinking, "all the nerve!"
"...now, how can I invest it?"
cut your losses and move on
don't look back until your gone
then you'll see the only way
that hindsight will pay often
you'll know that there'll be hell to pay
she'll learn the error of her way
when you can look back on that day
and ponder it while laughin'
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