Monday, December 21, 2015

To the Stars

A shameless nameless tower
Sat on a fameless blameless flower.
After the predator was belled
And something was expelled,
The gameless became less disempowered.
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Words: Keystone pipeline, Alberta Clipper, Line 67.
Watch out for those words, they're killers
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All the yesterdays, all the Abibs to Adars
Never prepared US for f_x heads in jars,
Hungry hordes,
Or wasser boards.
We're best at gourds sold as lords & pollution to the stars.

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