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Sunday, August 7, 2005


Dreaming of Death (a poem)
I cried my pool of tears
I tried to drown my fears
I better get rid of the frown
for it was I who almost drown

I thought it was the mushrooms
but I am not so sure
But, if it was the mushrooms
is there any cure?

I am too big,
I am too small,
I am too short,
I am too tall
Not sure its a dream
So sureeal it seems

A smiling cat who likes to chatter
is more pleasant than the Mad Hatter
The Jabberwock and the Jabberspawn
The chess pieces with their pawns
The insane children with their incessant pleas
The crazy dutchess with her pig babies

The walking cards
Acting as guards
For the Queen of Hearts
and her many tarts
Then she yells, "Off with their heads"
Its a wonder they're not all dead!

And I alone in this crowded land with a purpose and blade in hand
To get rid of the heartless queen
Only then may I leave this dream.

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