Picnic in the Rain

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    Picnic in the Rain

    . . Picnic in the Rain ........................ . ..... Day 1.................................. . Click and click the machine starts to go Now the big dounuts beginning to glow . Soon there is a warmth just above the tongue I feel my muscles tighten around each lung . The warmth gets hotter descending my chest Heat upon heat builds deep in my belly's nest . Cremation running down the outside of each leg Thankfully skipping tender sperm or the egg . Deeper I'm sinking into the firery well Maybe it's death, and I'm going to hell . Click and click then the machine just stops Tattered and worn out my head slowly drops . ....Day 2.................................. . Ring goes the phone heart stands still Just a marketer adding to thier till . Saving postage instead of working hard In the mail they send a simple post card . Be happy your part is fine and doing well Your part is fine, please ignore the swell . Sadistic bastards with a scheme to hatch Send another card which I add to the batch . Scheduled another test for me to pass Driving an eight foot snake up my ass . Please remember after midnight to fast Here 30 minutes before or you won't last . ....Day 3.................................. . Just to remind you and don't be alarmed We're only here to see you're not harmed . A perfect record is what makes us so bold We are most expert writing tales to be told . Take our suggestion and let the wheel spin We are most qualified at weighing your sin . Seeing us again so soon may cause pain Since all of our picnics are in the rain . Bills to pay I sit writing some checks My thoughts drift about where I go next . Will I sit high upon the golden throne No, a speciman bag labeled some old bone . ....Day 4.................................. . Way past time for my nap Always time for a nap . . . .Fair Use Encouraged .All Rights Reserved . 2 March 2010 .

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    03-03-2010

    This site compressed the draft, it is supposed to be couplets followed by a period,,, SORRY I tried it in parts and it still compressed it..........

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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