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Flatbottom
10-16-16

To say I'm good only means that I'm satisfied
Come diffidence roses sprinkled in dirt
No one gets hurt
We can do it just one more time
For the fire eater O, beat the egg
Beaten true scout O defeater come Palisade
For fence and poles forming before in fortification
Everything will be alright
Paddies in my favor
Meant as a term of endearment
And deepest forests as Shelley
The schoolmen were scholars first
And I am no better
For the forty trials that slip on by me
O, Lord thou me where every memory leads to a trace ingenuous
Lacking in cunning for scow Flatbottom....





Another Try At Prose
10-16-16

As my love doth but rove
You are a melody for our waif
To say I overcome with corm and sweet thick solid
Food-storing underground
And another attempt at prose
In making diamonds from the rain
And still get by on penance and pain of sandbanks
Shallow for mighty musk mallow
I learn to embrace these eccentricities
Come red deer and stag
When somebody thinks you're wonderful
First he tickled her
What a little stone to step upon
As reminded so one should hope in another try at prose....