And hazy-glasses disappeared its blur,
Yet it advised glasses fer cupel’s streak,
Its fuzzy newsletter arranged plus cur,
Unchained a hazy smear; hurriedly squeak,
Where’s overpriced see fast it nonplussed nacho,
Fast fast gilding like its hazy drunk,
Argued also its clear, fuzzy scruple,
Noted a disgusted sight since cloudy plunk,
Nor awry awakened it opposed smear,
As it aggravated the fast it to smear,
Occurred lingam if cleared its fast bier,
Whispered its glasses than saurian Frere,
Fer allargando seed next its streak spot,
Compelled its spot drunk though it cleared its rot.
Cut Up Poems are a fantastic form of poetry. Here are some I produced recently. I hope you like them.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
And Hazy-glasses Disappeared Its Blur
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