Illustrated by Aaron Pocock
http://aaronpocock.wordpress.com/
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She came to me one morning
without a leaf to bear.
I needed no fair warning
from the lass with twiggy hair.
She tickled my fancy twice,
and then brushed against me thrice.
The warm-up was very nice, but
her next move came with a price.
I paid for it dearly, and tipped her properly.
Then I asked,
“See you again next Friday?”
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Excess time limits
Zeroes claim sufficiency
Always more to gain
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Speed loses it’s thrill
Passing belies danger
Too slow to fly right
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Leftovers with bite
Words left out two nights to spoil
Lines become homeless
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Meanings foster mold
Language to languish over
Properly kiss mine
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To the bitter end
Middle ages fly faster
Hellish days drag on
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Spread the crap around
Bottom foundations in growth
Tree’s sanctuary
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Terms slip on sweet fruit
Wear them in then wear them out
Face a toothless grin
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Medicated Lady Drills Uncle Tree
Posted in Entertainment, poetry with tags bark, comments, drills, Homer, interview, leaves, manifesto, Medicated Lady, paybacks, questions, success, tree poetry, trees, Uncle Tree, wood carving on July 21, 2009 by Uncle Tree.
http://medicatedlady.wordpress.com/2009/07/20/beneath-the-bark-the-rooting-of-uncle-tree/
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Please come and give the dear lady a piece of your mind.
Watch out for splinters.
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