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~~bungalow~~ · 06-22-2010, 05:41 PM

JUST an inch off the ground,
Just a black and tan hound,
Just a stray that you found,
Barely saved from the pound,
Just five inches around,
And just won’t settle down
When harmonicas sound,
But will prance ‘round and ‘round
'Til the thing is laid down on the table.

A curious, leash’d leader ever
Tickl’d by leaves of grass, annoy’d
No doubt by his lack of stature,
Desperate to be distinguish’d, fear’d,
He—perpetually manipulated, forever
Cute.

I am King Charles! Full of shit and piss!
A stream of urine for the world that would demean me!
I piss! I shit! I piss on shit! My bladder is
Rarely empty! Stand aside, Giants! Move
Faster or unleash me! Why does your nose
Not quiver? Why does your mind not race?

And back inside, to reclaim his couch’ly throne.

06-22-2010, 05:41 PM	#4 (permalink)
~~bungalow~~ Account Disabled Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: Hot-lanta Posts: 3,140	JUST an inch off the ground, Just a black and tan hound, Just a stray that you found, Barely saved from the pound, Just five inches around, And just won’t settle down When harmonicas sound, But will prance ‘round and ‘round 'Til the thing is laid down on the table. A curious, leash’d leader ever Tickl’d by leaves of grass, annoy’d No doubt by his lack of stature, Desperate to be distinguish’d, fear’d, He—perpetually manipulated, forever Cute. I am King Charles! Full of shit and piss! A stream of urine for the world that would demean me! I piss! I shit! I piss on shit! My bladder is Rarely empty! Stand aside, Giants! Move Faster or unleash me! Why does your nose Not quiver? Why does your mind not race? And back inside, to reclaim his couch’ly throne. Last edited by bungalow; 06-23-2010 at 02:40 PM.