Abershaw may, liberties lost long
shagwell mortis escape before it's too late
Lopsided Limmerick, disturbingly challenged
Hackweiser, poet in disguise
Loose cannon sunk at sea
Liverpool kidney icebag
Shundering piolet star pirate
Shimmertasting languid laziness
Loopbacked snipsnap forgot to grab
SnazzieSky word of the day
Hip Hop flip flop, same day, different slop
Jfk airway to bagdad bombbay
Scattermore texan went to war
Hooked on track, looking to score
Slitherbound 19th round still profoun
Lazyeye tough guy inner blithed
Sicamore score south of jersey shore
Mautauk, what the fuck, Hell, I gotta truck
Hurricanese four, channel store, just tape more.
Devastation regulation, Despitefull investigation
Lineswise, tough guys with squinty eyes
Looped back, off track, stuck in the sack
Lopps page, show your age, locked in a cage
Sicknessslime, doing time, for every crime
Suicideal Watch, try not to bruise crotch over a bloch
Forgettful for weary, eyes a teary, drunk with tim leary.
Scattered about, no need to shout to get it out
Lost wages in hidden pages by tax spending sages
tripped up, dropped your cup, now whassup?

Drinky Drank Drunky Drunk whoda thunk
smell like a skunk, talk like a runt, and you smell like a cunt.
Spitting lost pages of retarded sages, without the rock of ages.
Sputtered spitness of lightning quickness, quit to dismiss
that first kiss or bliss in the things we'll come to miss
Shimmering shattered dreams by sundance doors to mainstream floors

Forgetfull are the wicked, for they keep mindfull eye of their demons
Spiteful are the regretfull, for they know the past of future they once had.

Skittish eyecontacted sunkeneyed girl in a starflux
dreaming of moccha dreams with almond cream

Rails for cable cars to run tracks down your face
slipping slowly deeper into your bottom barrel place

Bish to word like water to wine
and cry to chance a call to the waahmbalance
24 hours in a day, forgettfull today, no time to play
work with the jerk, yelling clerk goes quietly bezerk

07/10/2005

Author's Note: I dunno.. just wanted to play around with words a kind of stream of conciousness

Posted on 07/10/2005
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