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Beulah’s appetite,
soon fable, oft was sated
under the table.

Her spelling practice,
Which she learned from the wrong witch,
Left her class a twitch.

A certain panacea
will cure all your ills
Its all yours today
Just one small price you must pay
Your soul for my pills

of pills once left men writhing
with blisters and chills.
A storm-wrecked tavern
by the sea was her death house
and dispensary.

coy smile hiding deceit
Two truths and a lie
But which one is which
You can trust I'm good, I'm right
the lie hides inside
He reaped a duster
for sowing a feather so
thin, lacking luster.
for sowing a feather so
thin, lacking luster.

had brought him here. Somehow, he’d
escaped her at last!
Rank, rotund, swilling
a beer, she arrived in hell
with a furnace blast.

she viewed the abyss and said
"What fresh hell is this?"
"This is no creche Babe,
here you are my slave, so take
this razor AND SHAVE."

which took awhile, and nothing
seemed to amaze her--
not smoke, nor demons
who came to file the blade sharp
on her dulled razor.

Hers were last summer’s
rain-streaked rhymes, of June’s fireflies,
a porch’s windchimes.
She danced with grace to
a cricket's lullabies, her
midsummer night dream.
a cricket's lullabies, her
midsummer night dream.
Hehehe thank you, M! :)
Twisted fairytales
she wrote, of kings and queens, the
Pepsi and the Coke.
Sorry :)
Twisted fairytales
she wrote, of kings and queens, the
Pepsi and the Coke.
Sorry :)
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Authors mentioned in this topic
David Payne (other topics)Thomas Merton (other topics)
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Barbara Gowdy (other topics)
David K. Reynolds (other topics)
In a common dream of sheep
Being put to sleep
With the wind of preachy truth
From a dais in pasture.