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David W Clare Dec 2016
By: David W. Clare


She loves him but he wants her **** sister...

Young kissing cousin wants to get porked by the older mister...

He loves his best friends wife
Soon he is divorced cause they liked to flirt, now his **** got knocked in the dirt...

He loves her but she loves him, here it goes: so fast around again...

Ah yes, its that old tradition of suspicion... Welcome to that tried, tested and untrue... The Scary-Go-Round!

He ran away, divorced his ugly old naging wife to marry the bosses secretary...

Soon she left him for a younger man who now spends the old ******* hard earned money on things he never had...

So very sad this vile intrepid ride of Trojan horses running wild through the drama of people's marriages and divorces...

The lawyers and the courts are filled with cases like litigious costly resorts... when the party is over!

Beware, the dizzy spin of the Scary-Go-Round, will run you over...

He loves her but she loves him, here it goes: so fast around again...


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Them Trojan Horses will trample you!
David W Clare Dec 2016
By: David W. Clare

The elevator was broken down, the stairwell rusted up...

I saw an airplane in the sky, it was stuck; couldn't fly!

Birds swarmed into an old haunted house
Walked into a still life painting, quiet as a church mouse...

Two-lane highway, telephone poles with no wires
Firetrucks alarming with no sound, no fires to be found...

An invisible wind blew my mind  
As she waited from across by the Sea...

I tried my best to find her; then she vanished far from reach...

Then, I knew it was the Calm Before the Storm...


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Surreal imagery for fun...
David W Clare Dec 2016
By: David W. Clare

Broken down drunken ****
smokes a menthol cigarette down to the ****...

Sits around all **** day
******* down a cheap bottle of gin... Determined not to work, her lower back hurts from flappin' her hammer toe feet in the air...

Lee's press on fingernails bitten off stuck in the orange **** carpet and the bar stool chair...

Complains on the phone that life, just ain't fair...

Avon encrusted Divorcé with her nasty ******* tattooed son back in the county pokey...

Won't get off her frumpy ****,
At night she's the skanky wig hat loud perfumed truck stop pump!

Wisconsin trailer trash, lives on food stamps and the county welfare trough...

Spitting up Cheetos, hacking out loud from smokers cough...

Wayne Newton records, playing' after all these years...

Passed out again, drunk from too many stolen trailer park beers...


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...just having some fun!
David W Clare Dec 2016
By: David W. Clare

The river was dredged in the night
Frogmen swam to and fro...

They found the knife she tossed in
It rained hard the next day...
she knew she'd sinned...

She ran away to mothers!

I tried to bury the axe and leave town
My train got derailed once again
The local church wouldn't let me in...

Another **** vendetta

Her stiletto heals are still under my cheap motel room bed, the sheets are still blood stained red...

Women can't shut up: they must have the last word ending it all with a period...

The vendetta...


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Film Noir movie themes by, d. clare
David W Clare Dec 2016
By: David W. Clare

The rain came and swept our time away
Then, the day never came to dry my tears
Now I fear I'll always be alone...

Her telephone rings off the wall
No one's there to answer my call
The operator, she listens in...

She's moved on...

I walk in the dark, sleep on the floor
Drive by her house, knock on her door...

She's moved on...

The cat box still remains outside, that old rack of fire logs is dripping wet...

I bet she flew off to Spain in a witch hazel cloudy sky...

At least I tried, but now I see...

She's moved on...

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Film Noir Movie poetry based on old classic black & white Hollywood 1940s films... think Humphrey Bogart, etc...
David W Clare Dec 2016
By: David W. Clare

Going to school and studying books
Is far better than most video games
It's a shame to hang out with bad boys!

Stay away from those things bad bears do...

Rise above, become a leader in your own school...
Get smart, get high grades...

You'll thank yourself when you get older one day...

When you rise: you become wise!

Smarter than the average bear...


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School is good, autodidact is perhaps better!
David W Clare Dec 2016
By David W. Clare

A brilliant Ruby glows from a distant shore
A girl I adore; not the girl next door!
The quest of man’s vision…
The best of the Philippines…
On a scale of 1 to 10, a true17!

The Cinderella of my dreams…

Animal attraction deep from within the Earth!
Her mama gave birth to the girl of high esteem…

Any man would want her, and to worship her feet!

Adorn, glorify, behold, only a fool would not see her charm... A girl so rare to meet!

Halik Halikan: is her fruit-flavored kiss

That man is now me… in a state of tortured bliss!


An expression of respect: as I know she empowers the solution…


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I miss the lovely love-starved ladies in The Philippines, mmm!
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