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[title] => Don Booda's Invitation
[time] => 2004-01-31 14:50:11
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[bodytext] => Don Booda’s Invitation ___ Embossed, Elegant and Proper With White Glove upon Silver Tray ( ___‘He imagined ) Would surely come To announce his required presence to attend this day His Fellows, Wordsmith’s and other known Notorious Poets of the Dusky Café’ ( ___ ‘would say ) "Come Speak and Bend your phrase and entertain us, on this, your sixty-first Birthday’. Ahh ___ a celebration that would envy Quixote and _____ those other guys Wine, laughter and Raucous noise Out on the town with the boys With this a gentle tear Did shly slip past cheek and M’stache and hidden laugh. " My life is proven to be all that I have dreamed " ( and With that___ ) A crack of burn’n wood and steam did rise to wake From within that Barrel of fire To warm the homeless and dispossessed Quaked ! Don Booda, Standing in cold damp shoe and common cloth Of yesterday’s still dressed Breath of kerosene, and hunger now asleep, Did creep ’round to avoid the shift of wind That hawkish did bite the face Covered in smoke and ash and forgotten sins For which, he must now pay for his mistake Of pride and rebellion and anti-social ways. Ahh ___ but those were the days Those were the days. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 219 [topic] => 8 [informant] => donnz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AmericanTragedy )
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