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S  A  L  L  Y
Please go around the roses
Don't you know
those roses
can hurt
Y O  U  !


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It is one
of two things
it's morning
or I have fell on  the heater again
but must be time to get up now
even with burns on my hands
must go to sleep now
Night Hello Poetry
thinking of you
see you all tomorrow.

If I was a girl.
I would not like myself
If I was the Pope.
* I wonder about the words I was told to say
If I was made of fruit.
I would be a pineapple, love the french "ananas"
is that a bad thing to say?
But not as good as the french for grapefruit
which is  "pamplemousse"

If you love it like me
now pamplemousse sat cleaning his tall, bitting it in in his teeth
his pink fure cleaned from bugs now
he combed it out and did grin from ear to ear
that was when he met her *Alice
she asked him some no sense, which made him smile more
so just pointing Alice left

If I was story teller
you would have got more of that
But no I am just a F*king poet
If I was like nature
I think I would like to be fire, because that stuff hurts,
well maybe not me, but one can wish
If I was truth
I would see for miles


If I was me you might see me here now
If I was me * I would hold you in my heart
If I was me *when I hold you, you would know

If I was, a pink grapefruit
*I would be pamplemousse

Farther
where did you go
seams as my days go bye
I need you more
So
farther
why
did
you
leave
me so
I
have
to
fight
the
world
we
loved
together
So
seams so unfair to me that I can not hug and talk to you know more.

Met you, that night
think i fell in love at first sight
I ask you
lets go on to a night club
in which we dance night through
coming out in broad daylight
I felt glad I had found you
we parted
and now I can no longer find you.

YES
this could be the first cARD
and no credit involved
just a card
of a tin solider
called John
who's legs made of lead
one night did melt
on that night on the christmas tree
just came right off
did Johny fall over
no not that night
so John hangs
on my tree with joy
for he is only one legged footballer I know.

Some day's
My Father's words
Come back to me.


Son you car'nt have that
for that is for the masses
and dose not grow on trees
So boy go out and play.

well
i am
walking
in the rain
and thats
all right

just
another
friday
night
i
walk
though windows
and fall
though
doors

no
one
to talk
to
but
that
is
all
right

i
am
dress
up
in
my
birthday
suit
­but thats
all right

yes
just another
friday
night.

Spending the day
on the roof of my shed
telling myself
I would be
better of dead
fading away in the
afternoon sun
no cloud or moisture
we have got
our lights on
but our eyes shut
spending the day.

The first day I met yah
I was looking into the sky
Ossey's eyes where wide open when he wrote this
people tell me I need love but how wrong they can be
when all it is to be left alone
for I was born without you all
I just like seeing all your words inside my head
some nights you can see it written all over my face
I'd  like them more expressive
but no that's just me
and not for you to worry about
but if you want to
I will see how they will fit into my head now
people say
your poems
they do not scan
well that's just me
the man I am
the man that can
and if you think
that is not right
then my surreal head
is wasted

and I can't do much for you man or princess.

Dr's told me today
My brain had a bit died
And
              you
                                      ­    know it did
Now my left leg dose the   r  u  m  ba
And
               left
                 hand can no longer
Pick the boggies from my    n  o  se
But dose all this
Mean
I
am
less
of a person

No my thoughts I let lose
Forgive me for this
Don't you know I am just ill.

Take me up
pour me another drink of ***
or I will pour my own
for I am man
called P@ul
just fill that head up
or I will do it on my own
so I rock the blues away.

Take me up the tree of life
remember I have no head for heights
though a spaceman I would be
called P@ul
woman do not
try to fill my head up with that family ****
done all that even wear the T-shirt.

Take me up
do not bring me down

Thanks
Man called P@ul.

When I move the world time moves with me
and time moves on
but that does not mean **** to a ****
to anybody else but me
what have you seen in this human gene
that does not mean **** to a ****
to anybody else but me
but my sun
will rise
and
with mine
these two hands
with form these words of mine.

In there right mind
who
invented dental floss
I am sure if coming home drunk
would saw teeth right off
thinking about it must have been a dentist
******* my smile is mine.

I wanted to write a POEM
in just 10 Word!





J  O  B     D  O  N  E,            S  O    T  H  E  R  E.

SKip
stop skipping at all
for his heart was no longer in it
at that SKip Hopped.

50,000 Miles Beneath My Brain
there lays all the dreams
my brain has left behind
and now getting to old
its a place there no need
anymore for my mind to go
see there are benefits
to getting old.