Wednesday, May 13, 2009

I Makeses It Into An Poem



I Makeses It In To a Poem




I has been out in the yard looking straight up


at the materializing objects


They is right as usual you think


by three smash landings of a Hall of Mirrors.


It just shook, lay dead,while I was asleep


when I should have




The roar in fury at the dead day


or another w/ stumbling statues around the


deputation & then I’se followed suit


with the robot devastation of Saskatoon,


oh fo’ sho’




when they rounded the mountain of laughter


and to the command post came to where


the beasts was at, “I called in the goats,


but was shaped more like the piazza


across the street in a mounting laugher


from a zoo or something,”


said Magumba Twaszedewskis Brown

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