Poetry CreatOR II

Created by Jeff Lewis & Erik Sincoff

with help from Darin & Thad Nicholson

Tale of Frank Zappa
Anonymous
A mountainous range stood before the happy Frank Zappa
Rose so sound of mind not free to produce
He beat down upon the panda;it looked like a smashed cookie.
He was touring himself--he had no choice
All were in a circle of juggling jungles--downy and lethargic,
With a mighty "Yawp!" Annie Oakley bit into the cilium of her prey
How easily did the dream come apart, like a dictator in one's bicep
With doubtful torn ligaments and quick resolution I can
Frolicking for foul fun, musician, stab a rose instead.


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