Poems of Charles HIce

April 142012

April 142012

dough ray me a female deer is roe ray eye a ray of bright sunshine dough is 666 money is the vernacular god revealed to be the lie come home ray a drop of golden sun me a name eye call my self ah so again the money wins the time is all thats taken after all fa along long way to go atta boy atta boy chatter chatter whatsamatteru so humming now forgot these words for so what the grid bar is closed no grid lay la la la la la la la la la la la la la la tea a drink eye made my self and that brings us back to dough you need enough to get that Lip tonn age of Aquarius another brick brac paddy whack my knee again the earth came calling keep me off those cell phones make me sick the very idea of people making other people sick just the sound of the voice of some people in the thick of a brick about broken with the edge of the karate chop is woven lamb fortified with iron man what a catch the fish was the whale of a thing gotten away down south away down south in dixie lawd a mercy lawd a mercy they did not say dixie land just dixie April 142012


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