Lovering Along The Watermelon Vine

 
 
 
Put  (out)   the    trash can, can ye pleas ?  
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              h       can "   ,       can you say that if you can?  
                                            (I thought I can! So Think I can)  
                                               (oh, you do, do you?  
                                                                    do you do  
                                                                       what  
                                                          the ponies tell you (to do)  
                                  in time to "pony up" as aye heard'm   say?  
 
[ don't lie to me!   don't lie to me!  
I'll        lie to you          about        anything of every thing, but  
don't  You lie to me ].  
 
Lie after lie wandered thru the wildwood reading  
                                                                         E.Kant, and "Love Is A Dog From Hell",  
                                                                                    f-ailing  to no-tice  the beauties  
                                                            of naturality abounding.   Twas  a hard  recognition,    
                                                                                                         so hard  
                                                        as hard as to keep me weepin; for she, for her, who  
                                                   never will return in  joyous circumstance (or any circum-  
                                                  stance  
                                               at all ).  
                         So take my leave,  
                          So, leave my 'me'.  
                         So take my love  
                         sadness'n'sorrow.  
and underwhelm me wit me own and ownly horsey shit piled up 'round me knees,  
and soon we'll see what aye thought I saw in terms of (my) awe sum mind-brain ailing securities..  
 
One can only wish there was a love some-where as break one out of one's comfort tomb,  
                        til we can eat and drink in pure nakedness, that which is  
                         what eye wish wee deserve.  
                  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  
~~~~~An awful rendering of some non sequitur which graciously appeared  
                            on the lawn ~~~~
 
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