Poetry CreatOR II
Created by Jeff Lewis & Erik Sincoff
with help from Darin & Thad Nicholson
| Tale of TV repairman |
| Anonymous |
| Never fabricated about, never more has been mooed |
| Listless, helpless, but never growling |
| Contemtuously it disembarked from the front of the bronze ferry. |
| Winky, the precise little bum smiled with a cherib grin |
| Quickly, TV repairman clawed at the door--he knew his love awaited behind |
| As she gazed into his eyes she observed "You don't sweat much for being so cheerful." |
| How easily did the dream come apart, like a dictator in one's thumb |
| He tossed and turned, his sad chest flapping uselessly, |
| Weap bitter tears, blank face, like Cosell.. . Nothing are you, or will you ever be. |
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