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my desire
thwarted Kition
by wharf
that pruned
their garnishes
and the
outing did
plait round
their Phoenicia
that Jezebel
lured bounty
with her
beauty and
Cypress lament
Alexander's army
that fought
war almighty!
trade war with cypress
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
Oooh ooh oooh ooh
Oooh ooh oooh ooh


Never
Never
I will not leave you

Never
Never
I can not stop loving you

Never
Never
I will not forget you

Aah ahh ahh ah

Never
Never
Never
Never

Aah ahh ahh ah


Never
Never
I can not love anyone but you
Never
Never
I would not trade you



Never
Never
Never
Never

Never
Never
Never
Never

Ooh ooh oooh ooh
Ooh ooh oooh ooh

I will love you forever

2016
K N Brown Jul 2018
no one believed her

until she screamed

in agony

that she would gladly

trade Hells

with the Devil
Francie Lynch Jun 2018
I won't drink your bourbon.

         Well, I won't buy your beer.

I won't ride your Harleys.

         Oh Yeah. Well, our cars don't need your wheels.

Says who?

          Says you.

Did not!

          Did too!

No way, Jose.

          I'm telling.

You're a scaredy-cat.

          I know you are but what am I?

You're a *******.

          I'm rubber and you're glue.

If you love it so much, why don't you marry it.

          It takes one to know one.

Will not!

Will too!!

La la la la la la la. I'm not listening.
Yes, it does sound like school yard taunting and bullying.
a gasp
that favored
curves where
this wasp
hunchback would
assuage their
forbearance that
wailed beyond
purchases in
which this
game with
their entitlement
was flatulence
but the
herd where
proportions were
beyond gases
trump trade war
onion rings
quiet dietary
expedience when
a malt
seed there
quench a
skeleton of
hire in
their superfluous
attire that
bench let
a saucer
dream with
a production
scheme track
that this
orient desire
afteryourimbaud Mar 2018
I want to open a business
but I will never trade
every words of sanctity
for it.

Teach me,
on how to open a shop
without a table
without a sign
without a premise
is it all done just
to break the promise?

I want to be like them
but I can't sell my words
on a tee, on a tele
becoming part of
the rotten machinery
is a sign of chaos
and profligacy.

even if I have to wait
at the end of the line
, I will do that.
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