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THE HIDE'S BLASTING
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JOURNAL#31 hmmmph
well remind me to never cross you
those were the first words that flew into my head
as I heard your string of epitaphs thrown across
the side street of another's heart
she must have been a real trollup
to make a gentleman such as you
speak the blue language and so fluently at that
the shock shivered my door
your good morning's ms Tempra and your good afternoon's my dear did not prepare me for the real you
you let off like a cannon on that side street
just yesterday may
my tongue is still drying a drag in my shoes
from that sonic boom that you lowered upon her
who would have thought
such a fire could burn so far up such a handsome
long stair well such as yourself
not this cheerful mouse that remains for marked
certain
but I'd surely love to have you around
after that Hide's Blasting has fully cleared out.....
(written June 28, 2006 12am)
