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Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
From Poet Paulo. A Sonnet To My Wickedness. (I'm not THAT bad.)
I sing a song of Tara
Oh she of bouncy blond curls
And the laughing eyes
And the dimples so deep
You think you could put your whole fist in them
And you'd kind of like to
Because she'll probably hit you first
When you're not looking
She's mean like that
Nobody really knows her
They think she's sweet
Those curls are deceptive
They lend her an air of innocence
All the better to deceive you
With her country girl charm
Hick-like, one might even say
She even drives a jeep
As any cool country girl should
A deep throaty laugh
This covers over the malevolence
That occasionally bursts forth
Despite her rigid control
Gaze deeply into those lovely blue eyes
Or green. I don't recall
Because I see only
The pools of molten fire
Dancing there
Reflecting the tortured souls
Of those she has left in her wake,
She has her act down well
"I'm a sweet country girl"
"I love my family"
"My dad is the best man I know"
It's all a facade
Cleverly crafted
In some bureau
Where she's a high ranking member
LIke Kevin Costner
In "No Way Out"
Surely she's not that evil
Just for kicks.
At some point she'll drop her cover
Or be activated
Maybe she's actually in charge
Like Dr. Evil
Or Goldfinger
Or the guy who releases the McRib
Only occasionally
I've never had one
But I've heard they're really good.
Be warned, dear reader
Be wary of her charm
The Bible says it's deceptive
I'm reluctant to warn you
With specific examples
That could reveal my identity
I have a family
And she's just mean as hell.
Oh she of bouncy blond curls
And the laughing eyes
And the dimples so deep
You think you could put your whole fist in them
And you'd kind of like to
Because she'll probably hit you first
When you're not looking
She's mean like that
Nobody really knows her
They think she's sweet
Those curls are deceptive
They lend her an air of innocence
All the better to deceive you
With her country girl charm
Hick-like, one might even say
She even drives a jeep
As any cool country girl should
A deep throaty laugh
This covers over the malevolence
That occasionally bursts forth
Despite her rigid control
Gaze deeply into those lovely blue eyes
Or green. I don't recall
Because I see only
The pools of molten fire
Dancing there
Reflecting the tortured souls
Of those she has left in her wake,
She has her act down well
"I'm a sweet country girl"
"I love my family"
"My dad is the best man I know"
It's all a facade
Cleverly crafted
In some bureau
Where she's a high ranking member
LIke Kevin Costner
In "No Way Out"
Surely she's not that evil
Just for kicks.
At some point she'll drop her cover
Or be activated
Maybe she's actually in charge
Like Dr. Evil
Or Goldfinger
Or the guy who releases the McRib
Only occasionally
I've never had one
But I've heard they're really good.
Be warned, dear reader
Be wary of her charm
The Bible says it's deceptive
I'm reluctant to warn you
With specific examples
That could reveal my identity
I have a family
And she's just mean as hell.
Girls vs Boys
Because on Friday, I just like to laugh. And because this is true. Except in my past experience, forget the rock. It was usually something on fire.
Hey. Love hurts.
Hey. Love hurts.
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