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Mitchell
Poems
Oct 2011
On the Veranda
We got drunk
In the moonlight
On a veranda
We weren't able
To pronounce
Some crops of
Cops
Spewed out onto a
Garbage caked
Street
We laughed and
Shouted and
Squealed as they
Peeled and skidded
On their
Plastic heeled
Boots
Were we
Mad back than,
Or just
Happy?
We were drunk
On the veranda
At dawn and at
Midnight
We were alive in
Time where
Time was drunk
And didn't want
To BE time
Humanity
Collapsing and
Taking over
The world
For GOOD
This time
Evil was a
Pip squeak that
Got caught cheating
On their
Science exam
While we
Aced it
Hung over
From the
Veranda
Night embraced us
as
The morning
Clothed us
On that veranda
We were
Quite
Taken
Care of
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Mitchell
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