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Array ( [sid] => 55067 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => DO YOU UNDERSTAND MY DEAR [time] => 2004-07-06 21:31:01 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Mandolin of stringed Black and White TV
Candelabras of light wooden windows
Chairs in woven Persian rugs
Typewriter of a type that’s frozen.

Books, binding the written pages
Of words that speak into the air
That you’ve never been able to bind and see
Because of the sodden Olden Hallows.

That rapture with the Old taunty mugs
Because they were not wisely chosen
From the pages of haunty by gone ages
Do you understand my dear?

Strange land, really don’t care
Black sand, Canary Birds in cages
Nor about the sacks she’s woven
You only sleep with Jacks bed bugs
And keep strange weird bed fellows
And you never cared if there were Three
Do you understand my dear?

I’d cry a loud cry of a whimp
Whined and barked the truth
You’d sleep with Jacks Old taunty mugs
And cry out foul, now that’s uncouth.

© Robert Kilpatrick [comments] => 2 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 22 [informant] => robertkilpatrick [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
DO YOU UNDERSTAND MY DEAR

Contributed by robertkilpatrick on Tuesday, 6th July 2004 @ 09:31:01 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove



Mandolin of stringed Black and White TV
Candelabras of light wooden windows
Chairs in woven Persian rugs
Typewriter of a type that’s frozen.

Books, binding the written pages
Of words that speak into the air
That you’ve never been able to bind and see
Because of the sodden Olden Hallows.

That rapture with the Old taunty mugs
Because they were not wisely chosen
From the pages of haunty by gone ages
Do you understand my dear?

Strange land, really don’t care
Black sand, Canary Birds in cages
Nor about the sacks she’s woven
You only sleep with Jacks bed bugs
And keep strange weird bed fellows
And you never cared if there were Three
Do you understand my dear?

I’d cry a loud cry of a whimp
Whined and barked the truth
You’d sleep with Jacks Old taunty mugs
And cry out foul, now that’s uncouth.

© Robert Kilpatrick




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Re: DO YOU UNDERSTAND MY DEAR (User Rating: 1 )
by HellsLibrarian on Thursday, 8th July 2004 @ 08:11:02 PM AEST
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I really like the way this reads, even if I don't understand it.


Re: DO YOU UNDERSTAND MY DEAR (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 10th October 2004 @ 09:38:33 PM AEST
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U certainly are a very creative writer.
good owrk.
luv, huggs, smiles,
emy




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