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The Pusher
by Paganini JonesI am a poetry pusher
It's poetry I push.
You can read it in the bathroom
you can read it on the bus
You can read it in the open
You can read it secretly
If ever you want poetry
then just come straight to me
I am a poetry pusher
I've lines of the best kind
Forget the junk you had before
Mine's quality, you'll find.
Don't make do with second rate
Or rob your local library.
Don't buy your stash from Faber
Just come direct to me.
I am a poetry pusher
I can't hide it any more.
I'm addicted to my habit
And I havn't found a cure.
Just try it once my darling.
Just taste a sprung spondee
One stanza on your tongue,
And you'll come right back to me. 06/07/2007 Author's Note:
Not great work, just a bit of fun to improve an otherwise horrid day
Posted on 06/07/2007
Copyright © 2025 Paganini Jones
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Angela Nuzzo on 06/07/07 at 06:55 AM HaHa. Great one, Doctor Jones! How much is a kilo? ;) |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 06/07/07 at 07:39 AM lol like it. Just watch out for paper cuts. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/07/07 at 02:50 PM MMMM....got my sleeve rolled up baby. Hit me! :o) |
| Posted by Laura Doom on 06/09/07 at 12:20 AM Yeah - go out on a high Pags :) A good deal here - worth it's weight in gold... |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 06/10/07 at 03:26 AM Funtastic Pagan....Charlie |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 06/10/07 at 03:32 PM Yay!!! Push it, baby! This is fun and forward and wanting to share. |
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