Farm Gear on Smoke Stacks
Waking up immediately posted by the showroom
dripping with elongated streamers of bubbles
brewing in a levitating sprint.
Instead turning round on it
They are not the spray to become a current
I yelp for the rhythm of Angels on a Roadrunner.
Huckleberry steamboats turning my feet
Turning the theme, scream KXTC!! KXTC!!
The amazing cruisers on now!
Moving faster I dervished my power
A sea, the grid of specialty
farm gear on the smoke stacks
Beneath which towers cower
A Poem by the Cloned Corpse of Marcus Tal
inspired the poetry and writings of Finnegan
10 Comments:
you have no soul, you frame me for your murder when I know someone who would rather do it gladly for free. We are watching you and you will pay.
OOh, them fightin words in my town!
Yet another hoaxer, and one challenged by basic grammar and syntax no less.
I suspect the work of the one named Destro in the firsat comment
Dehydrated Corpse,
I have surveyed the Dessicated Corpse's shattered remnant of a blog...
What dark pact or deal have you made to unleash such merciless desolation on our dessicated state of being? I hope you have not bitten off more than enough for this dreaded Fletchos fiend to chew...?
Kind regards
The Cloned Corpse of Marcus Tal
Master,
It appears you have an imposter trolling the blogs that Scruffy and his fiends (sic) inhabit.
He goes by the name of "ZARDOZ". If you notice his posts throughout Scruffy's blog and other blogs that scruffy visits (from Scruffy's sidebar) you will notice that he writes in cryptic poechemy such as yourself.
Imposter! must be stopped before he ruins your cloned name.
Please investigate this anamoly of ZARDOZ and please respond accordingly.
Charmed One,
I am not your master, nor do I have any affiliation with this Zardoz character. Perhaps the minions of the dehydrated corpse of Marcus Tal do, but I do not.
Kind Regards
less onions before bath time perhaps might be advisable
My mama always said that life is like a box of chocolates but she never told me not to eat the whole box though.
A good collection of interestingly arranged words! If Finn was your inspiration then insertion of the word "Huckleberry" was truly inspired... why didn't I think of nick-naming him Huckleberry?
Cocaine Jesus,
"less onions before bath time perhaps might be advisable"
Never has a more wiser sentence been written this week on my site.
Perfect Virgo,
Indeed, you noticed my play on words. As all my works are...
Forest,
Have you been spying on me ?
Kind regards
The Cloned Corpse of Marcus Tal
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