Imaginary LawnmowersA Poem by Kenneth The Poet
A bunch of party freaks
lined up and fired up imaginary lawnmowers just because the beat and the cadence demanded some kind of observance, some kind of respect, and yet he's the one stared at with derision because he's Woody Harrelson's analogue since that certain floor is his basketball court, sometimes black is truly better than white. It's sad when two-by-fours and brick walls have better rhythm and motion. Of course, if the German Army had marched across the Oder starting imaginary lawnmowers in tandem with their impeccable goose step, then Europe wouldn't have suffered under the wrath of the improper cross. © 2011 Kenneth The Poet |
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2 Reviews Added on September 18, 2011 Last Updated on September 19, 2011 AuthorKenneth The PoetBismarck, NDAboutKenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more.. |

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