"tweedles" poems - Hello Poetry

'You look like someone I know' Heard that line a thousand times Guess I'm scattered round the globe Like farmers planting seeds serpentine Have you heard the front-page news Eden lives far underground And God is just a hidden camera Making sure the lost stay found Big games of the life-sized kids You were 'not It' by a hair Fingers on a Ouija board **** the truth just give me dare Tweedles are now stalking triplets Killing riddles, sinking ships with Everything but the black lipstick Crooked smile and rusted toothpick Every friend is a stepmother Eying you with pools of dead fire As she sticks her acid tongue In the mouth of your pure desire Walking blind and blurry-eyed With two chambers in each hand Each are ****** tame and wild Beyond these walls, beyond these lands Only fools know the true score Cause they've locked the exit-sign door You were almost worth dying for Now it's the ninth circle of this war

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Nov 23, 2011

Nov 23, 2011 at 5:27 PM UTC

lucy-tonic

Bleeding Hearts and Artists

'You look like someone I know' Heard that line a thousand times Guess I'm scattered round the globe Like farmers planting seeds serpentine Have you heard the front-page news Eden lives far underground And God is just a hidden camera Making sure the lost stay found Big games of the life-sized kids You were 'not It' by a hair Fingers on a Ouija board **** the truth just give me dare Tweedles are now stalking triplets Killing riddles, sinking ships with Everything but the black lipstick Crooked smile and rusted toothpick Every friend is a stepmother Eying you with pools of dead fire As she sticks her acid tongue In the mouth of your pure desire Walking blind and blurry-eyed With two chambers in each hand Each are ****** tame and wild Beyond these walls, beyond these lands Only fools know the true score Cause they've locked the exit-sign door You were almost worth dying for Now it's the ninth circle of this war

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'You look like someone I know' Heard that line a thousand times Guess I'm scattered round the globe Like farmers planting seeds serpentine Have you heard the front-page news Eden lives far underground And God is just a hidden camera Making sure the lost stay found Big games of the life-sized kids You were 'not It' by a hair Fingers on a Ouija board **** the truth just give me dare Tweedles are now stalking triplets Killing riddles, sinking ships with Everything but the black lipstick Crooked smile and rusted toothpick Every friend is a stepmother Eying you with pools of dead fire As she sticks her acid tongue In the mouth of your pure desire Walking blind and blurry-eyed With two chambers in each hand Each are ****** tame and wild Beyond these walls, beyond these lands Only fools know the true score Cause they've locked the exit-sign door You were almost worth dying for Now it's the ninth circle of this war

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Nov 19, 2011

Nov 19, 2011 at 7:15 PM UTC

lucy-tonic

Bleeding Hearts and Artists

'You look like someone I know' Heard that line a thousand times Guess I'm scattered round the globe Like farmers planting seeds serpentine Have you heard the front-page news Eden lives far underground And God is just a hidden camera Making sure the lost stay found Big games of the life-sized kids You were 'not It' by a hair Fingers on a Ouija board **** the truth just give me dare Tweedles are now stalking triplets Killing riddles, sinking ships with Everything but the black lipstick Crooked smile and rusted toothpick Every friend is a stepmother Eying you with pools of dead fire As she sticks her acid tongue In the mouth of your pure desire Walking blind and blurry-eyed With two chambers in each hand Each are ****** tame and wild Beyond these walls, beyond these lands Only fools know the true score Cause they've locked the exit-sign door You were almost worth dying for Now it's the ninth circle of this war

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Who is she? Who are we? The Cheshire cat is still smiling at me. I am who I am, but who will I be? Alice is lost and so are we. Will someone please set us free? I thought I was mad, but the Hatter is madder than we. Just a simple old cat, thankful I'm not the queens bat. The hearts tarts have been snatched, surely someone's head will be hatched. The White Rabbits still tardy, he is sure to miss the unbirthday party. The Tweedles are fighting, listening to them is a mad kind of exciting. The flowers are crying, their sweet petals slowly dying. Could the March Hare be the only one who could help them prepare? A Wonderland this surely is! But do we know yet, who she really is?

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Nov 26, 2013

Nov 26, 2013 at 2:35 AM UTC

shonda-chandler

Caterpillar

Who is she? Who are we? The Cheshire cat is still smiling at me. I am who I am, but who will I be? Alice is lost and so are we. Will someone please set us free? I thought I was mad, but the Hatter is madder than we. Just a simple old cat, thankful I'm not the queens bat. The hearts tarts have been snatched, surely someone's head will be hatched. The White Rabbits still tardy, he is sure to miss the unbirthday party. The Tweedles are fighting, listening to them is a mad kind of exciting. The flowers are crying, their sweet petals slowly dying. Could the March Hare be the only one who could help them prepare? A Wonderland this surely is! But do we know yet, who she really is?

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