tsk tsk tsk

a lot of nerve for such a naughty tot
to entertain yourself since the moment
it was decreed you are forbidden peace
as total acquiescence is the sole
role allowed to a sandcastle foreman

and wearing the mask of the rapt and mute
while still as a hare and while the funhouse
kingdom slowly starves as their caretaker
is forced to know the water supply dries
permits the perfect self-consciousness drip.

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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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