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Poetry by Lawrence R. Spencer. Poetic nonsense by Lawrence R. Spencer and others. Haiku poems by Lawrence R. Spencer.

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WRONG SIDE OF THE ROAD

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One of the reasons I love Tom Waits songs is that is his sacrilegious disagreement with reality. And, the mo-fo can really do music good!

Lyrics:


put a dead cat on the railraod tracks
when the wolf bains blooming by the tressel
and get the eyeball of a rooster
and the stones from a ditch
and wash em down with bilge water
and say you’ll never snitch
take the buttons from a yellow jacket
the feather from a buzzard
and the blood from the bounty hunters cold black heart
catch the tears of a window
in a thimble made ofglass
tell your mamaand your papa
theycan kiss your ass
poison all the water in the wishin’ well
and hang all them scarecrows from a sycamore tree
burn down all those honeymoons
put em in a pillow case
and wait next to the switch blades at the amusements park for me
strangle all the cristmas carols
scratch out all you prayers
tie em up with barbed wire
and push them down the stairs
and i’ll whittle you a pistol
for reepin’ nightmares off the blinds
those sunsabitches always seem to sneak up from behind
syphom all the gas from your daddys pickup truck
fill up jonnys t bird
i got a couple bucks
put on little perfume and ribbon in your hair
careful that you don’t wake up the hounds
tear a bolt of lightning
off the side of the sky
and throw in the cedar chest
if you want me to tell you why
bring the gear shift knob from a 49 mere
and lay down here beside me
let me hold you in the dirt
and you’ll tremble as the flames
tear the throat out of the night
sink your teeth into my shoulder
dig your nails into my back
tell that lettle girl to let go of my sleeve
you’ll be awoman when i catch you
as you faqll in love with me

then with my double barrel shotgun
and a whole box of shells
we’ll celebrate the 4 of july
we’ll do 100 mph
spendin’ someone elses dough
and we’ll drive all the way to reno
on the wrong side of the road.

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INHABITED GARDEN

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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (28 August 1749 – 22 March 1832) was a German writer and statesman. His works include four novels; epic and lyric poetry; prose and verse dramas; memoirs; an autobiography; literary and aesthetic criticism; and treatises on botany, anatomy, and colour. In addition, there are numerous literary and scientific fragments, more than 10,000 letters, and nearly 3,000 drawings by him extant.

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FEED AND WARM YOURSELF

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FEED AND WARM

A shepherd has many dogs to control his sheep. And, every shepherd learns to hypnotize his sheep to prevent them from trying to escape. This is because the shepherd is a human who cannot feed themselves. They have no wool to keep themselves warm. His sheep keep him fed and warm. So, he tells the sheep that he loves them, and that he will protect them from harm. He convinces the sheep that they really are NOT sheep. He tells them that they are lions, eagles, men, and even shepherds! The sheep believe the shepherd and fear his dogs. The sheep are content to remain hypnotized, and do not try to escape. The shepherd kills and eats sheep whenever he needs their meat and wool. He encourages the sheep to breed and to grow more wool. The sheep do not remember that they have been hypnotized.

They forget that they are sheep.
Sheep don’t need a shepard and dogs to be content.

Sheep can feed and warm themselves.

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Story idea via Arnaldo Lerma at http://www.lermanet2.com/