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hallawayjoe Andyland 2014-10-15 10:17 PM Alexis Park Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (0) |
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Alexis park I never had sex at Alexis park Or had brunch or cocktails Never set foot in the place To be honest, which is all Anyone can really ask of An artist is pure honesty But I have rode Pegasus And shat the bull with Socrates and have thumb wrestled Ulysses, thy kingdom come But don't worry There is no truth Only an inkling Of something In the murky nada If you were to call This poem the whip I'd say you're inaccurate This poem has nothing to do With the whip But if you tell me it is a metaphor I'd ask for what? Life? And you'd say, no For Alexis park I'd say you're on to something And I'd seduce you And we'd get a room at Alexis park. |
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