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frequent, somber, starry streams washing
the rocks; waving to the horizon.
If sense were to emerge with their tastes,
maybe, in conveyance, could they try
the treacle tarts; tainted with sin,

Another, with some presto, will be-
gin the gin vernacular, Rose-In;
and by Rose-In I mean to puncture
the Thorn-Beauty, and pricking the shtick.

O'er the sentiments lies nothing,
except for the kirschwasser mixture;
a cherry with straw delight, for them.
Though, most would chit-chat about a rose
and its feelings; more would be inclined
to lose life-drip by drip-o'er it.

Shtill, my pity clings to the strutters
for ne'er letting their own roses
blossom and bloom; baring instead their
withering charms while living in death. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 141 [topic] => 55 [informant] => skyhawk432 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems ) Your Poetry Dot Com - To the Savory Sods

To the Savory Sods
Date: Friday, 1st December 2006 @ 08:37:30 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: skyhawk432

Pity that strutters ne'er see the
frequent, somber, starry streams washing
the rocks; waving to the horizon.
If sense were to emerge with their tastes,
maybe, in conveyance, could they try
the treacle tarts; tainted with sin,

Another, with some presto, will be-
gin the gin vernacular, Rose-In;
and by Rose-In I mean to puncture
the Thorn-Beauty, and pricking the shtick.

O'er the sentiments lies nothing,
except for the kirschwasser mixture;
a cherry with straw delight, for them.
Though, most would chit-chat about a rose
and its feelings; more would be inclined
to lose life-drip by drip-o'er it.

Shtill, my pity clings to the strutters
for ne'er letting their own roses
blossom and bloom; baring instead their
withering charms while living in death.

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