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  Nov 2017 Lily
W. H. Auden
Did you ever hear about ******* Lil?
She lived in ******* town on ******* hill,
She had a ******* dog and a ******* cat,
They fought all night with a ******* rat.

She had ******* hair on her ******* head.
She had a ******* dress that was poppy red:
She wore a snowbird hat and sleigh-riding clothes,
On her coat she wore a crimson, ******* rose.

Big gold chariots on the Milky Way,
Snakes and elephants silver and gray.
Oh the ******* blues they make me sad,
Oh the ******* blues make me feel bad.

Lil went to a snow party one cold night,
And the way she sniffed was sure a fright.
There was Hophead Mag with ***** Slim,
Kankakee Liz and Yen Shee Jim.

There was Morphine Sue and the Poppy Face Kid,
Climbed up snow ladders and down they skid;
There was the Stepladder Kit, a good six feet,
And the Sleigh-riding Sister who were hard to beat.

Along in the morning about half past three
They were all lit up like a Christmas tree;
Lil got home and started for bed,
Took another sniff and it knocked her dead.

They laid her out in her ******* clothes:
She wore a snowbird hat with a crimson rose;
On her headstone you’ll find this refrain:
She died as she lived, sniffing *******
Lily Nov 2017
its okay because im so numb
This abscess wont be undone

No hearbal remity can fix me
No **** or poke or gun

No man with a heart enough to share
Can soak up all this blood
Lily Nov 2017
the audacity you must have
to think i want
your half eaten cookie.
ill bake my own
Lily Nov 2017
walking on the infinite plane
there's no carbon footprint
I can romp and play

you cant trace me when i
wept the days are long
vivid and strong

small feet pitter patter land
tasting the wheat
and the barley

but they will never understand
how it feels
once we began
Lily Nov 2017
pardon my lackluster appearance
and my abrupt inherence
but I heard this is what life is like
and i urn for a soupçon
Lily Nov 2017
ill add you to the list of things that make me sad
I bet your hand still smells like that cigarette i dragged
I know you didn't lead me on
I just came on too strong

This happens every time says my best friend to i
i know but every time i wanna break down and cry

Done with these melancholy days

Burn myself in my haze

One sad addiction away From


A total

decay
Lily Nov 2017
Daisy oh daisy
your body grows like vines
around mine

Phase me it don't phase me
these little white lies
grow like vines

Lay me oh lay me
to where i will find
peace of mind
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