Beware the evil temptress, Fate, She abodes not far from you, In a vale of your own creation, Surrounded by the lust you have for life,
By Tambourine Man8 months ago in Poets
Showed my cat an egg this morning, It was artificial, not the cat, He did not seem to enjoy it very much, Sniffing for a real one, I suppose,
By Tambourine Man9 months ago in Poets
On the back of this house, Is an olden device to, Let people know of welcome, As a simple passerby would do, Howdy neighbor,
Nobody knows this, but we were taught, To lie, It is the opposite of what everyone believes, Society is just fucked up in that aspect of the truth,
Three bolts all at once, It intensifies the space in people's heads, The one's they show they lack, Puddling to pudding,
Burning down the fish, With a person you have only heard of, A scent of recollection that is totally abhorrent, Memories never fail the fragile mind,
She is a hot mess at times, But I love handling her, All of her curves and imperfections, Excite me to do something I don't normally do,
Yummy healthy fruit cakes, Full of nutritious value, In a handful of colors, Do not chew on the weird shapes and sizes of life,
Always floating through life at an awkward gate, Born to grow up and live the slide of live, Never knowing where to go from there,
It came in the morning, Flashing its lights, Then leaving without headlights, In a matter of five minutes, Mysterious and creepy,
Coloring your hair can be invigorating, And that just rhymed, The liquid soaking through your mind, A new trend for mothers to have,
By Tambourine Man10 months ago in Poets
One to ten as fast as you can, As kids we loved the game, What just happened to our imagination, We migrated to talking to the phones instead of people,
