Just playing with the idea of Acetylene having a persona
She ran hot, fast and mean
When you lean in too much
So what her tips looked so cool with their blue dancing flames
With a kiss like sunbursts should you get caught up by her games,
Later;
Standing on some nondescript dirty street corner, coffee in a cup
Of polystyrene, doesn't really keep it much warmer, poor old bean;
Too hungover to look it up
If you know what I mean
It's a right technical book
The one about Jean
Acetylene.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2016-02-29 at 18:53
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The Book On Acetylene
Acetylene Jean, she was hot to the touchShe ran hot, fast and mean
When you lean in too much
So what her tips looked so cool with their blue dancing flames
With a kiss like sunbursts should you get caught up by her games,
Later;
Standing on some nondescript dirty street corner, coffee in a cup
Of polystyrene, doesn't really keep it much warmer, poor old bean;
Too hungover to look it up
If you know what I mean
It's a right technical book
The one about Jean
Acetylene.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 869 times
Written on 2016-02-29 at 18:53
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