Just a very wierd poem.
See the light of the sky,
And let me feel the pain of the dragon,
For it is not that intense.
And lord let me see,
See the brain in my head,
And feel the goo that it is covered in,
For it isn't sticky at all.
And Mister let me see,
See your wife on this night,
And let me touch her sweet soft flesh,
For it is not very hard.
And Maam let me see,
See the groceries in the bag,
Let me feel there superb texture now,
For it is but so very flat.
And puppy let me see,
See the look in your little eye,
Let me feel the fur that protects you,
For it is too thin for me.
And death let me see,
See your raw little fingers,
Let me feel you wrinkled little hands,
For they won't grab me.
Poetry by Justin
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Written on 2006-02-04 at 07:24
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Sight and Touch
Dear lord let me see,See the light of the sky,
And let me feel the pain of the dragon,
For it is not that intense.
And lord let me see,
See the brain in my head,
And feel the goo that it is covered in,
For it isn't sticky at all.
And Mister let me see,
See your wife on this night,
And let me touch her sweet soft flesh,
For it is not very hard.
And Maam let me see,
See the groceries in the bag,
Let me feel there superb texture now,
For it is but so very flat.
And puppy let me see,
See the look in your little eye,
Let me feel the fur that protects you,
For it is too thin for me.
And death let me see,
See your raw little fingers,
Let me feel you wrinkled little hands,
For they won't grab me.
Poetry by Justin
Read 525 times
Written on 2006-02-04 at 07:24
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