Capitalistic Leaves Hang On Limp Trees.
Broken Romances Lost In A Dream.
Panic Seeds Take Justice To Its Knees.
Wacky Legal Branches Spit Like Peas.
Flowers To Be —Watch The Same Old Tease.
Flush That Crude Out With That Grufty Snout.
Throw Anger In Like A Rusty Safety Pin.
Stretch It Tight — Chew It Just Right
You Got The Might.
Roots Of Pleasure Have Lots To Measure
Until The Mind Bobs And Spins. . .
And New Life Begins.
H.T. Manogue
www.shortsleeves.net
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