sigh sigh oh here we go again

then from a nameless private
fringe erupted an emotive
blare that didn’t travel
anywhere close enough to the crazy
council stating unequivocal
antagonism towards
frivolity and whatever

will dare giggle could possibly
decipher so nothing changed
about the call for a force of dolts
enlisted in the giggle protection
brigade; nor did drinks the stiff snuck
into get to the privates of the fringe
and if the cosmos shall pretend

this miniscule myth matters to the slightest
side road thrill marketing to seeking suckers
and not very solvent wayfarers in felt tips….
Or let’s get to the point and observe
the serpent stretched to such an extent
tails verily disappeared;
farmer had row chores to satisfy

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About Timmy the Scribbler

Love to write all kinds of stuff I love writing so many different kinds of stuff it is a constant struggle to narrow the focus to a manageable handful and let the others go. But a few years ago I dipped my fingers into a poetry pie and of all my uncertainties, one thing that is no uncertainty is that it is one passion that must remain, so maybe that's the one. I do dearly delight in chopping up fictional works into stanzas and syllables.
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