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Posted on September 14, 2010 at 3:17 PM

Twas a sunny day

on the meadow

gathering wildflowers

between her toes

when the skinny freak

approached with

his ukelele

and crooked nose

 

He tiptoed through

her arrangement

singing a high-pitched

tune

until her ears

bled with crackle

and eyes atwinkle

began to swoon

 

She smashed his uke

upon both heads

and scratched

his eyes clean out

"Teach ya to

strum through my glen

a squealin

like some queer's

about."

 

She stuck daisies

up his nose

and cut his

filthy locks

and said

" dun come

this meadow more'

orl I'll clean yur clock!"

 

Categories: Poetry & Lyric, Jip Morgan

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Reply Brandywine McArthur
10:52 PM on September 14, 2010 
Well it started off really sweet...lol. Very nicely done. Very funny, I do enjoy your posts. Made me think of that tiptoeing through the tulips....Thanks for sharing