#clinteastwood - Hello Poetry

Can’t even stand straight, but can hit these phone buttons with precision, equilibrium off can’t calibrate, the best days are sometimes made by the worst decisions, I have visions, so go ahead and make my day, like Clint Eastwood in Beast Mode, people know these quotes are destined for fame, don’t blame the player, blame the game, if we all admitted our secrets instead of keeping them hidden, we could all walk around without shame, but until then, we take these Walks of Shame through these Halls of Fame, as we pass by Walls of Fame trying to stay at least halfway sane, anyways whatever what was it I was saying again? an’t even stand straight, but can hit these phone buttons with precision, equilibrium off can’t calibrate, the best days are sometimes made by the worst decisions… ∆ LaLux ∆

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Sep 24, 2018

Sep 24, 2018 at 1:03 PM UTC

aaronlalux

Clint Eastwood

Can’t even stand straight, but can hit these phone buttons with precision, equilibrium off can’t calibrate, the best days are sometimes made by the worst decisions, I have visions, so go ahead and make my day, like Clint Eastwood in Beast Mode, people know these quotes are destined for fame, don’t blame the player, blame the game, if we all admitted our secrets instead of keeping them hidden, we could all walk around without shame, but until then, we take these Walks of Shame through these Halls of Fame, as we pass by Walls of Fame trying to stay at least halfway sane, anyways whatever what was it I was saying again? an’t even stand straight, but can hit these phone buttons with precision, equilibrium off can’t calibrate, the best days are sometimes made by the worst decisions… ∆ LaLux ∆

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How much rope? for the misanthrope hang em high theres no hope like a high plains drifter what you seek is what you find within death there is life within the pen there is a knife and it executes with surgical precision when you look into his eyes know that he's the unforgiven.

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Apr 19, 2016

Apr 19, 2016 at 8:36 PM UTC

kurt-schneider

misanthrope

How much rope? for the misanthrope hang em high theres no hope like a high plains drifter what you seek is what you find within death there is life within the pen there is a knife and it executes with surgical precision when you look into his eyes know that he's the unforgiven.

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Emerging from a distant dust-up, A lone rider approaches on horse. The clip-clop gallop grows, The panting animal is alarming, Sweat paints and streaks down The dark hide. The rider wears a bandana Over mouth and nose, Beneath a once white hat. His clothes are covered with the trail. Next, he's in the leather tub With suds from chest to hair, Shaving cream covering his face, Mirror in one hand, Probably a gun on the floor of the tub. Eyes and nose poking through the foam. Later, we see the clean, pressed black shirt From the back, outlining shoulders we know Have been busy righting wrongs. He puts a cockey tilt to his hat and pivots With a Parodi between his clean, straight teeth. The champion. The underdog vanguard. Clint.

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Aug 2, 2015

Aug 2, 2015 at 9:14 AM UTC

francie-lynch

Pale Rider

Emerging from a distant dust-up, A lone rider approaches on horse. The clip-clop gallop grows, The panting animal is alarming, Sweat paints and streaks down The dark hide. The rider wears a bandana Over mouth and nose, Beneath a once white hat. His clothes are covered with the trail. Next, he's in the leather tub With suds from chest to hair, Shaving cream covering his face, Mirror in one hand, Probably a gun on the floor of the tub. Eyes and nose poking through the foam. Later, we see the clean, pressed black shirt From the back, outlining shoulders we know Have been busy righting wrongs. He puts a cockey tilt to his hat and pivots With a Parodi between his clean, straight teeth. The champion. The underdog vanguard. Clint.

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