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"gideons" poems
(20 minute poetry) Sensory. It's only common or garden said someone, ' I beg your pardon' said me. So easy to be submissive, but if you disagree be like me and tell it like it is. In the master plan, we are what we am and I am in agreement set solid in my cement won't brook no disagreement with that. We all take a stance be it hate or romance, fear, love and loathing, we all wear the clothing we're comfortable in. I'm just wasting more time on one of London's underground lines, meridians stretch out like Gideons tracts eating away at the distance, the day, in a way this is easy, submissive, but cheesy (ouch) it only hurts when I'm using a brain cell or snoozing. Try and tell that to the Doctor who's reading the Dummy's guide to diagnosis. Hypnosis? It could be, said me.
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Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 7:51 PM UTC
john-edward-smallshaw
Platform games
(20 minute poetry) Sensory. It's only common or garden said someone, ' I beg your pardon' said me. So easy to be submissive, but if you disagree be like me and tell it like it is. In the master plan, we are what we am and I am in agreement set solid in my cement won't brook no disagreement with that. We all take a stance be it hate or romance, fear, love and loathing, we all wear the clothing we're comfortable in. I'm just wasting more time on one of London's underground lines, meridians stretch out like Gideons tracts eating away at the distance, the day, in a way this is easy, submissive, but cheesy (ouch) it only hurts when I'm using a brain cell or snoozing. Try and tell that to the Doctor who's reading the Dummy's guide to diagnosis. Hypnosis? It could be, said me.
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Ok-God, I've landed here 3 suitcases full of charred memories nights in the ***** house, late night revelries, poems soaked in syrup, roses that never got delivered woman that kicked my donkey to thy kingdom come gfs that became ex-gfs over the weekend all those naughty books and movies stacked high and an old pen that wrote English Literature full of lies. I followed your words thankfully only the 75, they said, you said. Once I knew the other millions were written by mean men in beards and with two mistresses each out the window the books went and real life in the real world of real people began. Oh, its been fun! Imagine Sir, just before that last tequila squirming at the bottom of the bottle I was dancing with this bombshell and it exploded in my face: Go to hell! she hissed, fangs out and wobbling So here I am master with the only baggage I have and one slim green gideons bible never, never, ever opened. Nobody, nobody ever told me, sir you yourself had 4 suitcases of the same stuff. 'Welcome home, son, take the back row please there are others with larger suitcases upfront. Don't ever go back and tell 'em heaven is made of these people. Enjoy your stay!' Author Notes Have just been to the devils workshop! © Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, a day ago
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Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 4:14 PM UTC
marshall-gass
Charred Memories
Ok-God, I've landed here 3 suitcases full of charred memories nights in the ***** house, late night revelries, poems soaked in syrup, roses that never got delivered woman that kicked my donkey to thy kingdom come gfs that became ex-gfs over the weekend all those naughty books and movies stacked high and an old pen that wrote English Literature full of lies. I followed your words thankfully only the 75, they said, you said. Once I knew the other millions were written by mean men in beards and with two mistresses each out the window the books went and real life in the real world of real people began. Oh, its been fun! Imagine Sir, just before that last tequila squirming at the bottom of the bottle I was dancing with this bombshell and it exploded in my face: Go to hell! she hissed, fangs out and wobbling So here I am master with the only baggage I have and one slim green gideons bible never, never, ever opened. Nobody, nobody ever told me, sir you yourself had 4 suitcases of the same stuff. 'Welcome home, son, take the back row please there are others with larger suitcases upfront. Don't ever go back and tell 'em heaven is made of these people. Enjoy your stay!' Author Notes Have just been to the devils workshop! © Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, a day ago
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