Confession Confession of obsession, Obese fleecing the follicle; Comely Condolisa, Monocled Mona Lisa; gas-mask moratorium, tomato, oracle ordeal. "Surreal, Sir Real" "Oh, love, do it again, begin at the beginning of time; swamp to rhyme, glass of wine, maybe a baby, baby." "Rally 'round the bottom line, love, mine, and above 'round bosom busy be; see the nipples rising." Devise a plan before you can't count roses! Reality, sensuality of tongues touching, tongues teasing, time of day dallying in moist mouth play; timeless, eternal; internal, thermal, terminal; terms, times, crimes, rhymes nullified now; villains unmasked, asterisk gas mask mortify; slime less rhyme less; nest of alliteration allegations, internal investigation, sequestration, all verse assets, vocalese vestiges seized; noted: the crime of the internal rhyme and all off-beat beats; nevertheless or more, the syllable sound, round vowel unbound, "found" poetry at last! "A lot to say," he. "Said," she. |
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By Louis Martin |