-Mary Anne- Six operated the greater plan they all... Picked pocketed a paper bag In it was... A girl hominid...behavior bad! whom... Gets closeted in Nature's pad to... Fix gossip in then lecture grads And it goes: It's sick this flavor is a major fad Absent is this neighbor, Mary Anne She is daffodils, kissing on this Handy Mann Her bitching insists on priss, I is Peter Pan Eyes rolling, legs split her Miss. beaver dam She be eager and a leader of either plan Trick-or-treat, but inhale her in a Reefer Van This is getting out of hand, My psyche is sirens sounding mad mind is Gotham, time is ad-hominam I recall a silence in a golden asylum man On an island swollen with diamond bands In holds of Zion, deep oceans of almond sands Broken, corrosion, the omen keeps on going and... Mary Anne for a moment shook then slammed with shoulders of knowing...what our futures had. And it was not pretty. Love, A better man. .
I'm not a huge fan or the same rhymes for the enter poem but I really enjoyed this. It was precise and was well written. I like how you added another level to your writing abilities with these short poems. You are an absolute delight most days.....until you face me then i utterly hate your work