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By James Douglas Morrison Submitted by Misti Date: 2002 Apr 27 Comment on this Work [[2002.04.27.19.45.14496]] |
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This is my poem for you Great flowing funky flower'd beast Great perfumed wreck of hell Great good disease & summer plague Great god-damned shit-ass Mother-fucking freak You lie, you cheat, you steal, you kill you drink the Southern Madness swill of greed you die utterly & alone Mud up to your braces Someone new in your knickers & who would that be? You know You know more than you let on Much more than you betray Great slimy angel-whore you've been good to me You really have been swell to me Tell them you came & saw & look'd into my eyes & saw the shadow of the guard receding Thoughts in time & out of season The Hitchiker stood by the side of the road & levelled his thumb in the calm calculus of reason. |